CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT: A VIRGIN TASTE 2

Chapter two

I ran my fingers over the smooth linen of her pants and beneath her skirt. She was releasing heat, and I could feel it.

"Wet already," I said. "And you believed that you weren't prepared for me."

I massaged her softly, not pressing too hard yet, and her breath fell in brief, unsteady bursts. In search of additional stimulation, her hips started to shift against my hand.

I said, "You'll get more, but you'll have to ask for it first." I pressed my ear to hers and murmured, "Breathe." "I promise not to harm you.”

Despite her unsteady breathing, she complied and allowed me to slowly lift her dress up. I nearly moaned when I saw her plain, innocent white cotton pants. As I saw her thighs tense, I slipped my fingers into the waistband and carefully pulled them down.

I remarked in a low, mocking voice, "You're wet." "Are you aware of how that affects me?"

Although she nodded her head, she was clearly flushed. My fingertips brushed her slippery folds as I slippe