Chapter 63. Control 2

Ayla POV

After a few seconds of staring at each other, Strïth looks away, and I see his eyes get darker as he notices my clothes, his Adam's apple rises and falls, and his breathing quickens a little more.

To tease him, I start to run my hands along the contours of my body, starting at the top of my breasts, going down until I get them in my hands and squeeze them three times, then I slide down my belly to the mound of venus, with my right hand I go down a little further, as the panties are very thin, I can put my fingertips on my sex, on the inner lips, around them, catching some of the liquid that is there.

Strïth's eyes are those of someone who is starving and wants to devour me. I bring my finger up, very close to his lips, I see him open his lips and I come a little closer, but before I touch his mouth, I pull it away and bring it to my lips and suck my finger, feeling my taste. Strïth lets out a grunt, for having denied him and provoked him.

"Do you wan