Never in her life had anyone asked Sofía something so explicit and she learnt that she liked it, hips twitching at the first touch of her clit. "For you," she agreed in a rugged whisper, more turned on than she had ever been in her life. "Soy tuyo. Don't stop." She'd die if he stopped, she was positive. The only things that mattered were his hands and lips.
She rode his fingers, mouth finally tearing away from his as it became harder to breathe. Sofía's forehead pressed against his, gasps and noises of pleasure escaping her lips as everything she was feeling built to a crescendo. She stiffened beneath him suddenly, her breath catching as she was overcome.