Touch me like you did yesterday.
My fingers softly found their way on your arm,drawing patterns like a kid in the sandbox.
Touch me under my shirt.
My hand found its way up,softly sliding across soft skin I could practically taste with my fingers.
Can you use both hands? Please?
How could I deny you?
I slowly slid my hands under your shirt. I had to be careful,spooking you was something I never wanted to do and I knew you were fragile.
This didn't bother you though it seemed. You smiled softly and stared at me with big eyes.
"I like touching you princess."
I saw were the clear tears that were about to fall and instantly I was worried. My heart started beating harder against my ribs and I was seconds from snatching my hands off your skin,my brain fumbling for an apology,but then...then you smiled.
I like how you touch me.
