Neville’s hand on her back was slightly distracting and she was very much enjoying his touch, his fingers were tender. She had remembered the feeling on her thighs from before and his hands on her bum in the Greenhouse. God did she want him touch her elsewhere, but would he even know how to do that? Perhaps dealing with him before opening his world to what he could do for her was the best idea.
Linda’s hand started to move a little faster as she looked at him and kissed his cheek. “Don’t be afraid to do anything you want,” she whispered into his ear as she continued to move her hand and then her lips turned to focus on his neck as before. She left a couple other marks, and he was apparently turning into a human canvas.
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