But it was enough and her nipples pebbled, more in expectation than from contact. "Then touch me," Andrea said.

Adrian smirked, something animalistic and not quite human. "I am touching you." She said, staring deep into his moon-bound eyes. 

That pressure on her nipple increased and Andrea arched up to meet his hand as he tried to pull away. He let go of her wrist but pinned her with his gaze.

"Do you trust me?" He asked 

"Yes," she said, it required no consideration.

"Then hold still." It was a command that required the utmost control. Without waiting for her he increased his intensity, replacing that thumb with his lips....