Our tongues part, and I take a deep breath. His scent—leather and musk—intoxicates my senses. I know I shouldn't be doing this, but... "Little mouse," he whispers in my ear before covering my neck with kisses and tiny bites. "I... I..." His fingers leave my clitoris, and I instantly miss his touch. A low moan escapes my throat as he firmly grabs my left breast and begins to knead it. "Ple... ase," I gasp breathlessly; he pinches my nipple through the fabric of my blouse. "Shhh," he growls, pulling me tighter against him. Held fast in his grip, I feel the throbbing against my backside. My thighs... wet from the reaction his touch has stirred within me. I groan aloud as his middle finger strokes my clitoris before sliding inside me. Heat surges through me as he fingers me, kneads my breast, and bites my shoulder all at once. I surrender, letting myself be swept away on a wave of sensation.
@prspxtvs here you go 😘 @bad77 may you and Annie get inspired too 😁 
