66 - Your City - 2

“Is this what you want?” he asked, his lips against my neck with each word. I could see his smirk in my mind, but as I opened my mouth to speak, his thumb brushed over my c.lit, making me almost stumble forward.

“You don’t have to say anything.” He pulled out his finger, circling my wetness around my opening. “I know what you like. I just like to hear the confirmation.” He plunged his finger back