Previously:
"Why? Is it working?" My words themselves made me nervous and excited for more, while his hands worked magic on my neck as he slowly traced a finger on my skin.
Thankfully, my hands weren't trapped and one of them unintentionally clenched the collars of his touch, holding back any noise that might come out of my mouth. A hint of a smirk played dangerously on his lips, "Why don't you feel it for yourself?" He spoke and before I could comprehend his words, he pulled my waist impossibly close to his lower body.
His hardness was now pressed against me as I felt every inch of it. Gulping hard, I breathed roughly, managing to stay sane at the feeling of his manhood pressed against me. Theodore brushed his lips against me, which he didn't even have to since we were practically glue
