Chapter 102 Making her feel beautiful

Flora's hoarse voice added fuel to the message she just conveyed clearly. Verbal and actual. Her words were beyond titillating. From her chest to her hips, her lightly waving and slithering-like body was rubbing naked against Damien's. Her hands were exploring everywhere they could reach in Damien's, muscle-flexing in his every move above her body.
Her touch would turn rough, squeezing, kneading, and her nails would scrape, scratch, or bury in Damien's skin as she feels an amazingly bewildering and equally bewitching adulation from a man who doesn't judge her poorly but intimately expressing an intense adoration for her. "If this is just a dream, I don't wanna wake up," Flora whispered so emotionally. "I feel so wonderful. I feel so beautiful." Damien moved to crawl higher above Flora. His kisses continued to spread everywhere Damien could plant them. She was fleshy enough to his delight that she felt so soft to touch and caress.
His lips traveled from her healthy chest mountains to her neck, his other hand, the free one, replaced his lips in her tits, sweetly torturing her nipples in his lightly pinching fingers while the other hand remained in her, now so wet and even more excited, core. "You are beautiful. You are wonderful. You are you," Damien whispered back in between his pecking kisses on her lips. With his knees and one elbow as his support, leaning on the bad, not to crush Flora, he hovered above her.