Touch me

Abi buried her face on the open book. Reading those lines out loud, combined with the fact that she was using their names, made this all feel too much for her. But before she could even recover from the heat, Alex's hands touched one of the twin peaches again, even squeezing her nipple slightly. Oh no, she couldn't afford to be distracted! But the way Alex played with her, the way his hands were moving around her body… she just couldn't handle it. 

"Ah, Alex, wait…"

"Hmm? I feel like you are asking me to punish you for real, Abigail. Are you? Huh?" he whispered as his hand slipped under her large shirt, gently caressing her molds through her bra. "Tell me Abigail… You're stopping because you wanted me to touch you, right?"