I whimpered, my hips pressing up to meet his hands.
The sensation made me want to open up to his touch.
I wanted to curl up into a ball, wanted to wrap my arms and legs around him.
I was used to men who made grand declarations of their affection for me.
Description: I could only cling to his head and bite my lip to keep from crying out and giving us away to my brother in the next room. They say you can tell a lot about your relationship once you go on a vacation together.