Sienna

I shut my eyes and bit down on my lip. His fingers tentatively traced the outline of my red lacy underwear, a pair I may or may not have picked out especially for him. His lips slowly curled into a small smile as he stared at me.

“This is so pretty,” he whispered softly.

I turned bright red at the compliment and lowered my gaze. He lightly caressed my pussy through the thin material of my undies, and I shuddered involuntarily. He pushed them to the side and slipped a finger ...