The kisses on my neck continued, while his hand played with my right breast and with the other he held me so I wouldn't move away from him, and he did so for a few seconds until something made him stop, and instead of focusing on that, he decided to lower his hand following the wet path the water had already traced until reaching my pubis.
Instinctively, I leaned back to extend my chest and settle against his chest so he could have a clearer view, and as his hand slid, I felt as if my heart and lungs had stopped functioning. Was that possible?
He reached my entrance without delay and what he found surely fascinated him because I heard him let out a smile right by my ear, I was wet, wet enough to receive him inside me, but I knew that was never going to happen.
—Do you like it?—he asked
