The gentle touch on her clit made Jessie gasp. The sudden gentleness of it, the sincerity of the actions, surprised her, almost as much as the actual touch had. Her body automatically began reacting, preparing itself for whatever would come ahead. He smelled her. Smelled the heady scent of her arousal, wafting throughout the room. Or could he smell even better than that? Did Jessie truly care though, so long as his fingers continued.
Her hips rolled upward, adjusting to meet his touch. Already her nether lips were parting, moisture forming, wetting them. The clit that he'd so lightly touched only moments before became more erect, more evident. It stood out, almost as if begging for further attention. And that was not the only part of her body that appreciated his assaults. She moaned as the tongue drew across the soft flesh of her neck. Jessie's head rolled slightly, baring more flesh for the impressive muscle. Her body naturally yielded to his touch, to his gentle demands. Already it had been trained to react in such a manner to its mate.
Jessie felt her eyes begin to roll. Heat swelled within her. It almost felt as though she would melt into his touch, dissolve there in his arms. Fade away into sweet agony.
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