Forbidden Cravings (A Steamy, Passionate Collection)
Pleasure pulled low in my stomach, charging all the way down to my cock as I watched her soaked led lacy panties being brandished before me.
Without hesitation, my hand started travelling up her thighs, crawling slowly and torturously. With each movement, her breath hitched, legs shaking.
"Now, let's quench those cravings shall we?" I muttered in a lethally soft voice, rolling up the sleeves of my dress shirt to my elbow before my hand found her inner thighs, my fingers flicking over her clit.
She shuddered. "Nathan..." arching up to take more. But I wasn't ready to dive in yet, till I made sure she was appropriately tortured.