He feels her smile. Not against his skin, but in every place that she is touching him. It feels like warm velvet and delight. A decidedly sensuous delight.

She keeps her touch light, shifting the focus of her thoughts to certain areas, letting the pressure build. Places on his body light up with pleasure, places he'd never thought of in an erotic context. The soles of his feet, the backs of his knees, the hollows of his hips, the length of his sternum. Each part echoes, resonates, sending waves of sensation to the nerves that are built for pleasure.

Her fingertips graze down his centreline again, trailing cool shimmers of light, and she doesn't bypass his cock this time. It seems to be so eager to join in the proceedings, it would be such a shame to neglect it.