My skin flushed, and I closed my eyes as I imagined him doing exactly what he was saying.

"I'd touch you first. Only with my fingers. All along your skin... right here." His fingers ghosted along the outside of my panties, teasing me. "I'd make sure you were wet, ready for me when I slid my finger inside you. You like my fingers, don't you?"

I bit my lip and tried to nod my head, but he kept me still, forcing me to use my voice.

"Yes."

"Two fingers? Or three?"

I tried to remember to breathe. ...