Dylan
Never in my life have I experienced any sensation, any feeling, gods anything at all like what Eren both incited and coaxed out from inside of my body.
For a moment all that I felt was bliss and pure satisfaction, but it seemed that Eren was far from finished with me. The only thing I could describe it as was like being washed over by a wave.
When my hips stopped bucking and my fingers were able to let go of the hold that they had taken on the comforter, I felt the pressure of Eren's body slowly crawling up my own.
My skin seemed even more sensitive to his touch then before and as parts of him slid along my thighs, abdomen, and breasts, it felt like small flickers of electricity were sparking to life under my skin.
His words were soft and his voice came out thick and husky and as he moved up my body he kissed me. He kissed my hip bone, my navel, right under my right breast, and in the center of my chest.
