Immediately as he pressed his face closer to her neck, she broke out in shivers and goosebumps from the sensation of his breath on her skin. The man who held her in her arms had always made her react like that, like a teenage girl on her first make out session. It made her feel innocent and filthy all at once. "You love it when I wind you up. It's an excuse for you to go as hard as you want later."
As he shifted her from his side to his lap, she let out a girly giggle once more. "Well, hello sailor," she said, shifting her legs a little. Unable to see the video, Abi could nonetheless hear it and see his face when he was watching it, how his pupils were blown and fixated, those lips pink and a little swollen. God, he looked good. "You like it when I cry out your name then?" she asked, innocently.
Leaning back a little, she worked on the buttons of his shirt, popping them until she could slip her hand inside and run her nails through his chest hair.