Sheila's POV
His fingers clicked at my c******s, his eyes hawkish, alert, intense. Like a predator playing with his prey. He had me under his powerful grasp, my breath was stolen by him, my soul crushed and broken into a thousand pieces.
"Hold your breath, you'll breathe only when I want you to, do you understand?" His voice commanded authoritatively.
I almost purred. To me his voice electrified my heart like the most enchanting, and hottest words I've ever heard. Crazy stupid hormones I cursed in my head.
His fingers played with my soft mound, my legs raised in the air while his wicked fingers played with my most sensitive spots. A few minutes later I broke on his fingers in the softest, and hardest o****m. My body shook, my legs gave way and he held me stubbornly to himself
