Steamy Chronicles collections
Lawrence's eyes on her.
She teases her clit, her touch light and teasing, building the pleasure within her. "That's it, Miss. Let me see you lose control." Mr. Lawrence's voice is a soft growl, urging her on.
Marie's fingers quicken their pace, her body responding to his words. She imagines his hands on her, his touch replacing hers, and the thought sends her over the edge.
"Oh, Mr. Lawrence!" she cries out, her body arching off the bed as an intense orgasm ripples through her. Mr. Lawrence stands by the bed, his eyes never leaving her, as if he's absorbing every moment of her pleasure.