Ella adjusted her position carefully, ensuring that her chest barely grazed the back of my thighs as she continued massaging my inner leg.
The warmth of her hands sent a tingling sensation through my body, making it harder to suppress the reaction slowly building within me.
Instead of applying firm pressure to my calves like before, her touch had changed—starting from the front of my lower leg, her fingers gently pressed into my skin before gradually working their way upward.
The slow, deliberate movement made it impossible to ignore the way she was teasing my body without even realizing it.
Swoosh, swoosh—
"Mmm..."
I had been holding back for a while, but my body was finally reaching its limit. The sensation of her fingertips gliding over my skin, the heat from her palms—it was all too much.
My arousal became impossible to suppress. Blood rushed downward, and my body responded on its own.
