As he slowly cleaned my belly button with gentle circles, his other hand found its way to my inner thigh, teasingly brushing against my sensitive skin. His breathing became heavier against my neck as his fingers danced closer to my secret garden.
With a final swipe of his finger in my navel, he leaned down to place a soft kiss there before trailing his wet finger up to my waiting entrance. I gasped as his finger breached me, feeling every inch of him inside me. He began to slowly circle his finger, matching the rhythm of his cock rubbing against my belly button.
The mix of sensations was overwhelmingly intense, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. With each thrust, my stomach clenched tightly around his hardness, pulling him closer to the source of my pleasure. His moans filled the air, echoing the primal sounds that escaped my lips as we moved together in a frenzy of passion.
