Sid other hand slid around to grasp her neglected breast, squeezing it firmly as his fingers pinched and rolled her nipple between them. Evelise arched into his touch, a soft moan escaping her lips before she could stop it. Sid's grin turned predatory as he watched the conflicting emotions play across her face — embarrassment, anger, and undeniable lust. He knew he had her right where he wanted her.
His hands continued their sensual exploration of Evelise's breasts, kneading and squeezing the soft flesh with increasing fervor. He could feel her nipples hardening even further against his palms, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as he teased and tormented her sensitive peaks.
Her moans grew louder, more desperate, as Sid's touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. He could sense the heat building between her legs, the dampness growing in the thatch of hair at the junction of her thighs. She was getting wetter by the second, and it was all because of him.
