Chapter 50 I Stood Gracelessly 2

• They began to drift over my jeans, the friction vibrating through the cloth and tickling my skin. I felt his fingertips move between my legs, over the seam of my jeans, a light pressure whispering across my clit.
• I didn’t consciously do it, but my legs relaxed, and I spread them farther apart.
• His fingers trailed down lower, the tiny vibrations of his fingers against cloth transferring to my skin, making me flare even hotter, making me even wetter.