157 Enough Hesitation

Viviana lay unmoving as Leander's hand inched toward her chest. He was thrusting against her back softly and she could feel his hard member pressing on her back. 

She wanted a situation like this, but when it came to it, she was nervous. 

"Mousy…"

His breathy voice, low as a grunt, sent warmth that reached her abdomen. With everything dark around her, her senses were heightened and she could hear the tremble in his voice and feel the slight shiver in his hand that was holding her. At that moment, it felt like he was begging her.

Ah, screw this! He doesn't have to beg me of all people!

Her slender fingers gently interlocked between his fingers. She could feel the tremble in his fingers. His first instinct was to retreat but hse held his hand tightly. 

"You're back," she pulled his hand to her neck. 

His folded boney fingers rested softly against her clavicle bone and his warm palm was pressed on her sternum.