I reached out, my fingers gripping the sheet. His mouth was attached to my neck, leaving gentle but wet bite marks behind. I smiled as I rotated my hips, biting my lip. He groaned in response, his hand squeezing my hip. I moaned in return when his hand moved from my breast, his fingers finding their way inside my panties, brushing against my clit and hovering just barely inside me; his palm flat against my body. His breath was uneven in my ear. I whimpered, rotating my hips again, his finger sliding a little deeper. Before I could go any further, he applied pressure with his palm, forcing my hips to still against his.
“Lily, stop.” He groaned out. His heartbeat was erratic, mine following suit. My skin was on fire, and my body just wanted to cool down. Instinctively, my muscles flexed ar
