Stop me

Ditun's long fingers caressed her skin, trailing along the side of her face. They were seated on her bed, Dalia leaning back against his hard chest as he touched her.

Today, just like last night when he had explored every inch of her body and introduced her to ecstasy she never knew existed, he had returned to touch her once again and evoke that sweet sensation.

She moaned as his hand found its way to her collarbone, his hot breath grazing her skin as his mouth hovered over her earlobe.

"Hmm... Di..ah..yes..hmm.." Dalia moaned when he pressed her swollen breast against, rubbing its firmness and pinching her nipple.

"Yeah," he whispered, savoring her moans and words. He knew he should resist, he knew damn well that he should keep his distance, but the memory of last night, of kissing her and discovering every part of her body, made him eager to delve deeper, to explore more of her, to touch more of her.