"Will you let me show you?" His voice was husky as he continued to pleasure me with his fingers. My body pushed against him for more as he built me up slowly, gently. I had no idea you could do that with your fingers. I could barely breathe at the moment and he wanted me to touch him. Where does he get his ideas from?
"I was just thinking about this, you know," Leonardo whispered. "Of how we can satisfy each other. How I can teach you new, mind blowing things? How can I make you all breathless and panting and moaning my name? And I had so many ideas that I almost just came at the image that built up in my head. That's how I endured that horrendous party. Thinking about you...your beautiful body, your..."
"Don't say it," I whispered, but it came out more like a groan. I do not want to h
