His hand moved to her thigh, slipping slowly up her leg, feeling the soft skin beneath his palm as it traveled toward her inner thigh.
Lena closed her eyes as she felt his finger brush against her pussy. A shiver ran through her body as her nerves buzzed in anticipation.
His finger pressed gently against her clit, making her whimper softly as she reached up to touch it, moaning quietly as it teased her sensitive bud.
She opened her eyes and stared up at Tristan, her expression full of desire.
He smiled and began stroking his index finger along her slit, teasing her clit with the tip of his finger before drawing it away.
The next time he rubbed her clit, he slid his finger inside her wetness, plunging it into her warm depths until she cried out in surprise.
Her eyes widened as he continued to move his finger in and out of her, moving faster as her arousal grew.
