“More…”
It’s a simple request, a subtle plea, and one that occurs often… He’s a glutton for sensation, there is always that desire on whispered breath.
After all, she’s never said no to such an impassioned request, she’s never left him begging. There have been times when it seemed there was nothing else to give, but she found something, she found that all-important little gift to bestow upon him.
She has always satiated the insatiable – it is her own special gift. Lucky for him, she delights in the giving. Lucky for him, she always has something else to give, something left to place within his waiting hands, to submit to his greedy fingers.
Sometimes it is simple, sometimes it is far more involved. Always it is enough to keep him returning, to keep him always itching with the possibilities of what will come next and when will she submit to the urge, and finally give him what he desires the most…
…more.
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*grin*
