Hannah looked up at me, her eyes searching mine, her body trembling with need, her breath hitching as my hands found her breasts again, my thumbs circling her nipples, feeling them harden beneath my touch. "She sent you?" she asked, her voice filled with a mix of surprise and confusion, but her body pressed against mine, seeking more.
I nodded, my expression softening, my voice filled with a quiet intensity, a hunger that I could no longer deny. "She is worried about you, Hannah. She is sorry... and..." I looked at her, my voice filled with sincerity, my hands continuing to explore her body, feeling the heat of her skin, the curve of her waist, the softness of her thighs, my cock pressing against her, hard and demanding.
