I was awakened by warm sparks erupting along the length of my arm. A soft moan escaped from my slightly parted lips.
My eyelids fluttered, trying to force away the sleepiness. When they finally came into focus, Sam was running his fingers gently on my arm.
“It’s amazing...this feeling. I’m not sure I will ever stop touching you guys,” he whispered with a gleam in his green orbs.
“I hope you never stop touching me.”
The corners of his lips curled up slightly, “Never,” he leaned forward, nuzzling his nose against mine.
The skin on our lips brushed softly, tiny explosions spreading pleasurably through my face. He kissed down my jaw line with the softest touch, almost teasing. The sparks were working magic as our skin collided with the gentlest pressure.
I reached out, my
