I bite my lip, hesitating for just a moment before deciding I trust him enough to try. "Lay me down..." My voice is barely more than a whisper now, full of desire and need. "On the bed... please." I point vaguely towards the nearby bed, feeling shy and exposed in this position but unable to resist the urge to feel his touch more fully.

As he lays you down on the bed, the softness of the mattress feels incredible against your skin. He kneels between your spread legs, looking up at you with such intense desire that it takes your breath away. You watch as his hand slides back between your legs, fingers finding their way to your swollen entrance once more.

"Please..." You whisper hoarsely, arching your back in invitation. "Make me feel good."