show “It’s too much,” she replied.
I frowned and cupped both her breasts. “They are too much? They hurt?” Her skin was like the finest of silk, my palms so rough and dark against her tender flesh.
She shook her head. “The gems. They appear precious.”
My worry eased. “You are precious.” I grinned then, ready to shift from this mood. I did not share my feelings with others often—if ever—and I was ready to turn my time with Eva toward more carnal directions.
You “Did the rings you wore do this?” I waved my hand in front of the gems and they began to vibrate. The piece that attached the gem to the ring was a stimulator that I could control.
“Oh,” she gasped. “You have… you have many different kinds of toys.”
“Toys? As in children?”
Her eyes fell closed and she thrust out her breasts. “N
