Abi writhed a little on his thick fingers and was close to demanding more than this slow torture. The bastard knew how to play her like a fiddle. "God I love you..." she said breathlessly, her legs starting to burn from staying in one position.
Being so close to coming, Abi groaned in frustration as the sensation was suddenly lost in the ether. "Oh god, yes...please.." she muttered as he positioned himself where he belonged. "I need you inside me."