Chapter 89. Unhappy About the Grandchild

My skin flushed, and I closed my eyes as I imagined him doing exactly what he was saying.

“I’d touch you first. Only with my fingers. All along your skin... right here.” His fingers ghosted along the outside of my panties, teasing me. “I’d make sure you were wet, ready for me when I slid my finger inside you. You like my fingers, don’t you?”

I bit my lip and tried to nod my head, but he kept me still, forcing me to use my voice.

“Yes.”

“Two fingers? Or three?”

I tried to remember to breathe. “Yes.”

Although he never made a move to actually touch me like that, his words were almost as powerful.

“I wouldn’t let you come. Not yet. But you’d be close.” He sucked below my ear, blowing over the spot and making my skin tingle from his warm breath. “I’d have to taste you first.”

He knew exactly what he was doing to me as I fidgeted in my seat.

“You know how much I love to lick your pussy. Your taste, your smell... you were made for me. F