"What did you say?" Yohan asked, his voice low.
Jenna's hand stayed pressed over his, holding it against her chest. "Don't… stop," she whispered.
"Don't stop what?" he pushed, leaning in.
It took effort for her to speak, but she forced the words out, breath trembling.
"Don't stop… touching me."
Yohan smirked, "Now you are starting to be honest,"
His comment made her feel even more shy. To admit that sort of thing to Yohan…
"Why don't you lay down so we can continue," he added
She glanced at the bed hesitantly before following his instructions.
Yohan didn't move immediately, observing her body for more than a few seconds.
"S-stop staring," she mumured, feeling the heat rising from her body.
"Sorry, I just got carried away," Yohan replied with a respectful tone.
He leaned down and held open her legs, her naked pussy was right in front of him.
Jenna felt a strange mix of shame and anticipation as she couldn't help but wait for his touch.
