Her hands were on you body, feeling you up slowly even when you desperately needed her. You were aching to feel her, aching to let her have you but you were still new to all of this, Sevika was your first everything and she adored that.

Worshipped the ground you walked on, threatened anyone who looked at you wrongly. You were her doll and she sure did treat you like one, pampered you every single day. How could you not love her?

Now here you were laying in only your bra and panties, while she let you get used to her hands, let her feel you up as you couldn't hold back the moans from your lips. Everywhere she touched, she'd kiss that area, it was intoxicating. You were a puddle, and the ache between your legs was obvious now as it dampened your panties.

"Baby, your so perfect," Sevika whispered in a low raspy tone, you could tell she was holding back by a lot, but she did it for you. All you could so was shiver, writhe and moan under her.

Then her hand slide down, her fingers dancing alone your panty line, making you gasp and cover your face with your arm, "hey, hey, it's okay," she reassured pulling her hand away and came back up to you, kissing your arms as she pulled your arms away. "I'm here, I'm with you now," she whispered, pressing small kisses across your face.