Chapter 121 Xlviii

• Sasha
• The heavy breaths continued to float along my skin, creating a trail of goosebumps as he eased his finger to my pussy lips. The lightest tap. The softest caress. I had no idea how he could stand fondling me with such restraint, but he was driving me mad with yearning, stifling any ability to think clearly.
• His finger teased every inch of my pussy, swirling only once around my clit. A clipped moan finally escaped my lips. Within a split second, the two hard cracks against my bottom were given. I was shocked how intense the pain was in comparison. I wiggled and twisted my hands, literally biting my lip to keep from crying out.