Bab 49: Warningr18- Frustrated and Turn On

She didn't know how or when was he able to remove her top. 

All she could remember was his lips on her breast, nibbling, biting, tugging, making her hyperventilate from the need. From the raw want that breached her defenses. 

Her clit pulsated, her entrance ached for him. She was wet, desire flooding her pxssy.

But he knew better than to put his hands inside her without letting her beg for it.

Damn him.

She burned under his touch. She trembled and angled her hips towards him, yearning. She wanted him to bury his finger into his sweet heat. But he didn't.

Instead, he teased her slick heat as he lazily dragged his finger up and down into her folds. His brazen hands tugged her clit before dragging it down into her entrance.

"Matthew— " she whispered. "Please…"

"Please what… Ava?"

She glared at him. Why was he asking her questions when he already knew the answer?