Damon chuckled when he saw Talia squirming under his touch. "Do you want me, kitten?"
"Yes", she breathed.
"What do you want?"
Talia paused when she realized that he wanted her to talk naughty. She bit her lower lip harshly. Can she say what was on her mind?
Damon removed his hand from down there and Talia panicked in her darkness. Will he stop because she was disobedient and didn't speak up? They barely started! How can he stop?
Talia felt the urgency for his hand to go back there because her body ached in need of his touch.
Talia was on the verge of removing the blindfold when she felt the mattress swaying again, and the movement came from all sides.
Damon's chest brushed against Talia's breasts as he crawled on top of her, and her arms snapped to hold onto him.
