touch

his breath hitched as her slender and feminine fingers trailed along his bare abdominals, slowly making their way down. her silver eyes, cold as ice, made way along his body, slowly aiming up and eventually meeting his. she bore no shame. the passionate stare he held with her soon faltering with a faint whimper escaping from his slightly parted lips. the only thing on his mind being the sliding touch of her hands. oh, how nice it felt.