Chapter 7 Bold Touches

• “We do?” I whispered, losing myself in a moment of lust.
• “And how do we do...” He cupped my breasts, running his tongue down the middle, kissing them sensually. His mouth traveled down my abdomen, tracing the outline, gently kissing above my belly button, grazing the sides of my ribs, and moving his hands to my stomach in a delightful caress. It was like a massage.
• Reaching my waist, Patrik ran his tongue over his lips before sliding it over the fabric of my pants. I shivered at his touch, gripping the couch as I felt his kisses on my thigh. He bit boldly, with just the right pressure, highlighting his undeniable experience.