Chapter 27 Not Sex But Love Making

• My sitting up forced us to move a little away from each other but once my dress went over my head and got thrown somewhere in the tent, Sylvester's hand went for my very wet Vijay and he started fingering me. I had no choice than to place my hands over his head and around his neck so I could get the support I needed as I arched my waist up to accommodate his hand.
• I was already too sensitive by the time he made contact with my clit so when I felt his fingers probing my vulval, looking for a way in, sharp tingles shot up my spine, exploded and spread tiny ones all over my body. I could instantly feel myself nearing my orgasm so I bit down on my lips, trying to hold on as I groaned in pleasure. But when Sylvester found my clit, he grabbed my chin and held my face. "Look at me. " He whispered. I turned my blurry, desire ridden eyes on him and was once again held captive. The moment our eyes met, Sylvester started kneading my clit slowly. My body buckled and trembled but he held his other hand around my waist, making it impossible for me to fall.
• As I arched higher, my thighs transferred from the ground onto his kneeling thighs and I moved closer until I was seated on his thighs and completely in his face. With our gaze still holding, he watched me as I orgasm. As my orgasm reached the strongest point, it forced my eyes close and had me throwing my head backward as I tightened my hold on his neck. As it subsided, I brought my head forward and rested it on his shoulder but he didn't let me rest. He scooped me up and placed my back on the ground then he bent over my body.