Carina's POV -
I lapped his hand with the tip of my tongue, making a path from his wrist to his palm, hiding a smile I was certain was as old as time.
When I focused on the skin between my fingers, I saw that his hands trembled even more. I lingered there, wanting to give him as much pleasure as possible.
I worked my way up his fingers, licking and kissing them until I reached his thumb. I sucked hard with my lips covered by his thumb.
"Vincent," Around his thumb, my voice slurred. "Are you sweating?"
With a harsh cough, he cleared his throat. "No."
I let go of his hand. "Vincent, do you want me to kiss you?" My red silk dragged against his faded jeans as I crept over his legs. As the sari stroked across my sensitive flesh, I quivered with yearning. "Do you want me to lick you all over?" I asked, my lips brushing against his. "Do you mind if I kiss you all over?"