SELENA

As he blew air onto my pulsing bud, I felt a small shiver run down my spine. I found that I was about to delve into the effect of his touch when I quickly caught myself and grabbed a handful of his hair.

I watched his forehead fold into a frown as our eyes met in the slight darkness that hovered around us. 

His touch that rested against my waist made me release a low sigh of delight. His warm hands made my skin feel like a rare treasure. The way he carefully held me, the way his fingers didn't stop planting slight caresses over my waist, made my...