Staring down at his somewhat enlarged tarse, I swallowed. I could see how Dav anticipated for me to touch him there and I also didn't want to prolong this already awkward situation. Without further ado, my hands slowly closed on the distance from Dav's tarse.
At that point, everything became a standstill as my breath was held. Slowly but surely, my hands finally touched the tip of his tarse and to my surprise, it twitched. Was that even possible?
The moment that happened, Dav threw his head back and let out a deep groan.
Good Lord, what the heck has gone into him? I knew he was a beast when it came to stuff like this but never have I seen him react in such a way.
The next second, he returned his head back to its initial position. His eyes filled with nothing but hunger. I could see that both his hands had taken a handful of the bedsheet, probably stopping himself from touching me and I must admit, I was really grateful for that.
