Bailey's fingers danced across the soft skin of his lover's feet, sending shivers down his spine. "Tell me," he whispered, "do you like it when I tickle your little feet?"
The lover squirmed in delight but didn't answer, his eyes closed tightly in bliss. Bailey chuckled and continued his ministrations, moving up towards the ankles and back down again.
As he reached the toes, he bent down and softly kissed each one, eliciting a moan from his lover. "You're such a tease," he said hoarsely. "But I love it."
Bailey smiled triumphantly, knowing he had his lover right where he wanted him. He increased the pressure on the soles of the feet, watching as they turned red from the tickling.
His lover wriggled underne His lover wriggled under the covers, their bodies entwined in a tangled web of passion.
