My sweaty fingers trek her skin, senses tingled, it is no longer smooth, I feel goosebumps of lust static after static, the contours of her body are like dunes and vistas unchartered, all that is left now is my breath whispering into her ears, my teeth gnawing at her lobes, all but a thin layer of cotton separates my sweaty finger from her now bumpy skin.
Her legs are beautiful and as I caress them I feel her moans of ecstasy swirl out her lips, all she can do now is beg, I’m biting her neck, and the moans grow harder and louder than before, her ooh’s and ahh’s are one with the solitude of our convulsing bodies.
I rub my hips against her waist, in between my legs, swelling and sore, in between hers, a gilded endeavour leaking with lust.
I grab her hair, and I watch her clench her teeth in pain and pleasure, all that’s left for me to do right now is to let her beg.
