He had bitten his lower lip to prevent a moan from slipping out when she had touched it. The pain was enough to distract him from…other… sensations . When she had pulled away, he felt disappointed but relieved at the same time, he secretly wished she would of continued touching him. He didn’t want to be a burden or add to her trauma any further. He hadn’t realized he was holding his breath the entire time until a heaping sigh escaped his lips. He tired to cover it up by a few fake coughs. “pardon me…” . He was at a loss for words. Nothing seemed to help lessen his awkwardness for this situation. After what felt like hours did he say anything. “did you want the picture taken on your phone? I can’t guaranteed the picture quality will be the best on my phone…”
He sat there, his eyes closed as he waited for her answer, while desperately trying to think of anything that could ‘kill’ his boner. But each time he thought of something, the image of Isabella laying behind him, naked, would only stiffen him more. The feeling of her fingertips lingered on his back as he recalled the sensation. He was at a loss at this point. a Small sigh escaped once more as his slowly looked over at her, trying his hardest to maintain eye contact. He smiled a little, “you are truly beautiful.” this come out almost as a whisper.
@ChayChay05 Isabella~