As the hands drifted down each side of the thigh a lingering sensation, which she had so longed for started surging back into her body.
Not as a straight flow, but rather penetrating each fingertip to drive along her skin with the flow, causing what would rather be a stirring inside her own fingertips. A buzzing sensation as she had been singed and stung by a poisonous viper. The poison from the animal was quickly spreading along her veins to the heart, each pump heating the blood to a boiling point, causing a heat such as never before, disabling her ability to resist the urge to let him draw her closer. As close as the clothes they were still wearing would allow.
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