She moaned as Agrim's hand continued to fondle her breast, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. Her hips arched off the table, seeking his touch against her needy center. "Yes," she whispered hoarsely. "It feels... so good."

As he kissed and nipped at her neck, she could feel her body growing hotter and more sensitive with each passing moment. She couldn't believe how much she was enjoying this... how much she wanted him to keep going.

Her voice came out as a breathy little moan, and Agrim smiled against her skin before reaching down between their bodies. His fingers brushed through the dampness gathering at her entrance, and she gasped as he finally touched her there.

"Yes..." she whimpered, arching into his touch. "More..."