"Five times, Amara," I said softly, bunching up her dress into a bundle around her waist. "Count with me," Gently, I pulled her lacey underwear down and almost came at the fine sight of her perfect behind. f**k. She was a hell of an attractive woman. Resting one hand on her back, I slowly trailed my palm over her smooth skin, building the anticipation. I could feel her quiver every time I ran my hand between the apex of her thighs.
"Count, Amara," I said, my voice sounding alien to me as I brought my palm down just near her s*x. And her reaction was way better than what I imagined. Amara groaned, burying her face into the mattress, her fingers helplessly clutching onto the sheets.
"Amara...count, baby," I probed, my mind blanking out with need just by looking at her. This has to be int
