Her nails dug into his back, legs pulling his hips even closer as he pressed those gentle kisses against her skin. It was like sweet torture, the way he caressed her gently, yet stoked the fire growing inside her.

As much as she liked to be spoiled, it felt strange to not be able to do anything like this, and at the same time enjoy it. Moving her hands again, she grabs his face pressing her forehead against his and looking straight into his eyes.

"Hey..it can't just be me..." Though her heavy breathing and flushed cheeks were definitely a sign of her enjoying every thing he did to her.