Mathew said brusquely, "No more teasing, Nicola. I really need to talk to her. "

Nicola complied with his request and pushed aside the torn nightgown, revealing a silky pool at my sides. I felt Mathew take a deep breath as his large fingers came dangerously close to my breasts. When his fingers traced the gentle rises and falls of my skin, I arched up to meet them.

His voice was low with awe as he told me, "You're even prettier than I imagined, godess." The nipples on my bum whirled under his touch and rose to throbbing peaks of pebbles. You may ask Nicola, "Do you want me to...