THERESA
“Keep going,” I begged again, rocking my hips with desperation.
He slipped a second digit inside me, and brought his thumb to my c**t. I cried out again. He worked his fingers in and out of me, and simultaneously swirled his thumb around my sensitive bud. It felt so good, but… “It’s not enough,” I whined.
He withdrew his hand and I backed away from him. I stared into his silver eyes as I grasped the elastics of my shorts and panties, and allowed them to fall down my legs. His eyes darkened. His breaths came out heavy as his eyes didn’t leave me.
I took all of him in. He was completely bared to me, his well-toned body on full display. My gaze roamed over the broad expanse of his shoulders, the way they tapered into thick, sculpted arms, honed by battle and relentless training.
