Madeline could feel his finger continue to press and tease her. But this only made her body wanton. Every time Calhoun's hand left her body, her body started to tense in need.
Calhoun's eyes picked on the small wet patch that had formed on her white garment. He moved his hand away from her, to only play at the ends of the garment before slipping his hand inside to let his fingers come directly in contact with her wet core.
Madeline gasped at the feeling of Calhoun touching her. Her hands twisted into the sheets of the bed, and her eyes flew open. Her eyes moved up to see Calhoun who was already watching her expressions and moans escaping her lips.
Her lips parted further when he testingly ran his finger over the wet folds before moving his finger in circles. Another moan left her delicate lips, her toes pressing and pushing back with emotions that were erupting through her body.