Easton pressed butterfly kisses down my neck, biting and teasing the skin. I could tell he liked it when I made those whiny small noises. His hand trailed down my stomach, brushing over my flimsy panties. My cheeks heated knowing he could feel how damp they were. Only a few touches and kisses made my body react to him. Easton pushed his hand in my panties, brushing his fingers over my folds. He was teasing me and enjoying it a whole awful lot. He pressed his lips against mine to muffle my sounds. I grabbed a fistful of his hair and smiled in the kiss when he groaned. It was punishment for teasing me like that. He pulled out of the kiss, looking me straight in the eyes. My eyes widened when he brushed his thumb over my c**t, the sensitive bud making me squirm underneath him. He pushed a fin
