She wanted to. Godknew she wanted to. But as the vibrating caress of thedildo eased lower once again, tucking against theclenched entrance of her pussy, she knew there wasno way she could deny herself. She needed him toomuch.“Please Rafer, now,” she whispered desperately.“Touch your breasts for me, baby,” he crooned ashe applied just enough pressure to lodge the broadhead of the vibrator just inside her clenched sex. “Doit for me, Cami. Finger your nipples,” he urged her asshe hesitated, staring back at him as fear of theunknown clashed with the desperate, aching need formore pleasure.Releasing her grip on the sheets Cami movedher fingers slowly up her body first to her hips, startingslowly to become accustomed to touching herself ashe watched.With just her fingertips she stroked slowly up hertorso, watching his face, his eyes as they darkened,his jaw as the muscle there flexed furiously with thetension invading his body.The feel of her own touch was more sensual thanit had ever been before.Threads of electric sensation sizzled over hernerve endings, washing through her body in a clash ofsensation she couldn’t fight.
