"Tell me…," he murmured, lips hovering just above hers. "Tell me what you imagined."
She shivered, eyes following the slow drag of his hands as they traced her curves, lingering at the swell of her chest, the thin silk barely shielding her from his heat.
Her breath hitched instantly, fingers twitching with the ache to clutch him, to pull him closer.
"I… I imagined… you… touching my breasts," she whispered, her voice trembling, eyes half-lidded with desire. "Squeezing them… making me shiver… making me lose control…"
Alex's lips curved into a dark, knowing smile. "Is that so, my naughty girl?" he murmured, leaning closer.
His thumbs brushed over her peaks, teasing, and the reaction was immediate... her lips parted on a sharp gasp, followed by a soft, broken moan that spilled from her throat.
"Aaah… yes… right there…" she breathed, every word trembling with longing.
