I started going over the weeks grocery list, the birthdays of my family, anything to keep my mind off his touch, but soon enough he leaned in to whisper to me again and my concentration shattered. I made my biggest mistake in taking this bet...

That warm whisper caught me again."So warm, Lover! I'm not distracting you, am I?" He laughed again too. "I wonder how long you will last until you beg me to ...," and as his voice trailed off, I felt one calloused hand move down my stomach. It continued as I whimpered once more, sliding across the front of my hip, down my upper thigh, and then turning inwards and the fingertips just brushing my inner thigh.

"Oh gods...don't!" I gasped. I couldn't stop panting now. Each touch only made more achingly aware of how much I needed...how much I wanted...and how damningly wet I was.