In the early hours of the following morning, Micah awoke feeling an overwhelming heat enveloping him. It was a sensation that infiltrated right into his consciousness, pulling him from the depths of slumber. As he lay there, he became acutely aware of a hand moving over his body, exploring every inch with a deliberate touch. The way it gripped him sent electric jolts of pleasure through him, causing his toes to curl involuntarily in response to the pressure being applied.
But that wasn't all he felt. There was also a pair of lips, warm and inviting, lavishing attention upon him. This sweet torture began at his curled toes and slowly made its way upward, inch by inch, savouring his skin as it travelled. The contrast between the dry, hot caresses of the hand and the wet sensations of the kisses and sucking made Micah tremble, his body caught in a delicious turmoil of pleasure.
