His fingers worked their magic, stroking and circling her sensitive bundle of nerves, bringing her to the edge of ecstasy and then pulling back, leaving her gasping and desperate for release. Isla's body was a symphony of sensations, her mind overwhelmed by the intensity of her desire.
"You're so beautiful when you're aroused, Isla. I want to hear you moan even more," Liam whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "Your body is a work of art, and I'm going to savor every inch of it."
Isla moaned as Liam's fingers continued their dance, his thumb now joining in, rubbing against her clit in slow, deliberate circles. Her body was on fire, her hips arching off the bed, seeking more of his touch.
"That's it, my love," he encouraged, his voice a low purr. "Let go and feel the pleasure. I want to hear you scream my name."
Isla's breath came in short gasps as she teetered on the edge of orgasm, her body tense and ready to explode. Liam's fingers worked her relentlessly, his thumb press
