I could feel Alaric's caress on my breasts. I could see his eyes as they burned into mine. I could taste his kisses. I could smell his scent. It had been some time since this body felt this way. I wanted more.
I moaned again as he stroked my folds gently, teasing them and tormenting me with soft, light touches. I grabbed his head and began to slide slowly up and down his hand. I could see my reflection in his eyes. Painfully asking me to let go. I felt his gaze like I'm the air he needed.
Heat flushed my cheeks, and shame and need combined as he slid a finger deep inside. His thumb rubbed my clit. I moaned his name again and again and bit down on my bottom lip, I was painfully wet, and my thighs tight. I grounded my pelvis into his hand.
My hard n*****s strained against my bra. My breat
