Her gaze flickered upwards to meet his own, her expression a mix of hope and fear. "Please... don't stop," she whispered hoarsely, her voice trembling slightly. The feelings coursing through her were overwhelming, foreign yet addictive. She didn't understand them, but she wanted more. More of him touching her, making her feel this way.

Her body arched into his hand, unconsciously seeking out his touch as if it was the only thing that could anchor her to reality. "

Her eyes squeezed shut as she nodded violently, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Yes... please..." She didn't understand why this was happening, but it felt so good to finally feel something besides loneliness and hunger. It was intoxicating, addictive... and for the first time ever, she wanted more of it.

Her body trembled with anticipation as his fingers continued to stroke over her chest, sending waves of pleasure through her system. "M-more..."