SWEET SPOT
I touched her carefully, just tracing soft circles over her most sensitive place, watching her face the entire time.
Gwen’s lips parted. A small, trembling moan slipped out as she opened her legs a little more for me. I kept the touch light and loving, never rushing, letting the pleasure build slowly. My fingers dipped lower, sliding through her wetness, then returned to that swollen spot, stroking her with gentle, steady pressure.
She clung to my shoulders, breathing faster now, soft sounds falling from her lips between our kisses. I whispered against her mouth,
“I’ve got you… just feel it.”