34. Really trying

I gasped, realizing that he started a line with his warm fingers, touching my right knee first and slowly moving up my tight. My breathing became heavy, and I closed my eyes, following his move with my senses. I licked my lips and bit on my lower one to prevent another gasp escaping my mouth.

“Fuck, you are so small, Amy! I feel like you could get lost in my arms if you let me embrace you,” Jason’s voice created goosebumps all over me. “I wonder how tight you are. Are you so tiny down there too?”

His dirty words made my heart bump widely in my chest. While talking, he made a turn on my hip with his pointer finger and slid it under my string. Another heavy sigh escaped from me and I opened my eyes, afraid I could wake up our hosts.

Were they even sleeping? Could they hear us?<