บท 127: Burning Desires

He leans forward and takes a deep breath before making that same deep purring noise again. Something about the noise makes me happy, turns me on, and even calms me. He leans in and lightly touches me but the small touch has me gasping. 

I lift my arm up, covering my mouth with one hand while digging my fingers into his dark hair with the other. I lift my head back as I struggle not to cry out in pleasure. Why and how is he so good at this!?

But even as I ask myself that, I already know the answer. We're so intuned with each other, he knows when I feel pleasure and pain. When to mix the two and how to even draw it out. He can feel every muscle of mine tensing. He listens to my heart racing and to my breathing. He has everything he needs to know just how to tease me in all the right ways.