His lips lingered over mine as his finger delicately traced my face, his eyes dark with desire, "is this okay?"
My breath caught in the back of my throat as I let out a quiet,
"yes".
He continued down, his fingertips tickling the outside of my breast, "how about this," he whispered.
I licked my lips, almost touching his, as I softly responded,
"yes".
And as his hands continued their gentle exploration, our eyes never leaving each other's gaze, I couldn't help but think devilishly to myself,
I wonder if he knows that I am here with him.
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Love Sex
RomansaJust some entries about love, sex and everything in between. ** Some contents are more mature, viewer discretion is advised, not suited for younger audiences**
