He laces his fingers through mine, holding our hands out to the sides of my head.
Through his audible breaths, he says, “Open your eyes, Liv. Look at me.”
When I do so, I’m caught in his intense stare. Our gazes are locked with one another for a minute, but the intensity of my pleasure is so overwhelming that I have to close my eyes again.
“Please keep them open. I want to see you,” he whispers into my ear before bending to gently bite and sucks my earlobe.
With our hands entwined together, our eyes again lock in a passionate stare. He continues to work in and out of me in a delicious cadence. Seeing all his emotions written on his face as our bodies connect is a powerful sensation, and it intensifies my feelings. It’s almost too much, and I want to close my eyes, but I don’t. I watch
