Eli moans something that sounds vaguely affirmative as Vernique strokes him, trying not to write under her grasp, and failing. This just feels too good.
When she stops, Eli watches Vernique move across the bed on her stomach and smiles, enjoying the view. He wonders if there's something else he should be doing besides watching, but if there was, Vernique would tell him, right?
"Your body is a work of art, Vernique. I know you are told this often, but I want to make certain I say it aloud."
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