Finn’s Stance
I cupped her breasts in my hands, marveling at how perfectly they fit, made just for my hands. I gently squeezed and kissed her neck, feeling her body tremble with pleasure.
Her breathing deepened, a sign that she was enjoying my touch. I kissed her lips softly and whispered in her ear, “I want you.”
Taking her n*****s between my fingers, I gave her a slight pinch, knowing she enjoyed the combination of pain and pleasure.
She bit down on her lower lip, trying to stifle the moans that wanted to escape, but I couldn’t resist.
I craved hearing her moans; it brought me pleasure. I tweaked her n*****s, and she couldn’t help but let out a moan. I took a breath.
She arched into the touch, tilting her head to the side. I kissed my way down to her neck, pinching and tugging at h
