Gentle plays.

Anna was initially afraid of his teeth, but he really was careful and gentle, even now. She could feel his hot breath all over her lap, together with his large fingers holding her panties out of his way. It was easy to understand how damn good he was. He knew exactly how to touch her, and she felt like she was melting under his hands.

 It felt much better than her own plays. He teased her with his tongue, trying to lick every inch of her sensitive skin, and with short pauses, he sucked on her clit until she trembled with lust.

Their eyes locked as he got a hold of her twitching legs and pulled her panties down with a single motion. She felt a rush of heat in her cheeks, watching his every move. He couldn't help but chuckle, showing his straight teeth in a wide smile before his lips got back to the enjoyable labor. Loud gasp followed by a short moan was her only reaction, yet it pushed him to try even harder. 

Anna was breathless and couldn't hold her moans any longer, knowing damn well that she had crossed a line with this man. They both knew that, but he was the only one who managed to hold his urges back, worried that his appetite would startle her this early on.

She became less tense. Fully enjoying the pleasure he was so eager to provide, completely lost in the sensation of his movements.

"Are you happy?" He asked with a heavy breath, trying to get a hold of himself before his body betrays him.

"You are so - so good. I'm so close. Please - don't stop now," She answered him breathlessly, running her fingers into his hair and pulling him back to her lap.

He couldn't help but let out a low, throaty moan. The sensation was so intense that he almost lost control. Overwhelmed by the intensity of his desire, he grasped her waist tightly and redirected his hands to explore further, unable to resist the way she gazed at him with a blush spreading across her cheeks.

Her body seemed to be fragile, yet everything he did to her was rewarded with ragged moans and gasps. Yes. Yes this was the kind of expression he wanted to see. 

Lustful. Restless…

He wanted to put anything in her, but gave up quickly after realizing that his effort to shove his tongue as far as he could was just making them both anxious.

"Do you want me to continue?" His seemingly innocent question left no room to reason.

"Yes…" she whimpered and breathed shallowly. That man grunted in enjoyment and pulled away from her to be able to proceed with his plan. She watched him as he was biting his fingernail off. After he spat it aside and ran his tongue over the tip of his finger to make sure he got rid of all the sharp parts, he slowly pushed it into her pussy, teasing her with these shallow, rhythmic movements.

She twitched when he made sure this was the right spot, watching her tremble with lust and softly moaning, wriggling to get even closer to him. The change in her voice was clear, but the progression was still too slow for his liking.

"Louder," He growled unsatisfied as he carefully took his finger out to quickly bite off the tip of the nail on his middle finger. She watched the muscles in his forearm tighten as he flexed his hand before he was satisfied with the results.