Her breath hitched as his fingers traced gentle patterns on her sensitive skin, each touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. His touch was electric, awakening desires she didn't know she possessed. She arched her back, needing more of his touch, her hips bucking wildly against his hand. "It tickles so much," she whispered, secretly loving the sensation. His hand paused for a moment, teasing her, before resuming its sensual exploration. She moaned, unable to contain her growing desire. As his touch became more insistent, she felt herself growing wet, aching for his touch elsewhere. She cried out, her body trembling with anticipation. This was too much. She needed him now.
