“Go ahead, do it. You know you want to,“ he challenged her when Marissa hesitated.

Marissa squashed all contrition, and she ignored her subconscious’s snide remark as she put her hand to her chest and slowly started touching herself sensuously. The way his eyes followed her movements and he swallowed hard helped boost her confidence, and she moved her hands to her breast. She merely pictured how she wanted him to touch her in her head, and the rest was easy. In no time, she was moaning softly as her hands moved sinuously from her breast to her navel. Her skin felt electrified, and she swallowed hard, her moan increasing...