I bite my lower lip and grab the blunt edging, pressing my fingertips against the quartz on either side of my ass.
“Good.” He dips his head to whisper in my ear. “I’ve been dreaming about this moment for so long.”
A kiss lands on the side of my neck. Then another on my collarbone. One more, a bit lower, just above my left breast. These are not light butterfly kisses, but rather hard and possessive, like he’s branding every inch of my skin with his mouth.
So long. I have waited so long for this. Dreamed about his hands and lips on my body, imagined how it would feel. This surpasses everything my desperate mind conjured up. My skin seems charged, pins and needles prickling everywhere he touches. Just like when he watches me, but a billion times more intense. Warmth swells inside my chest,
