She might have had his wrist but that did little to nothing to stop his fingers. The middle one slipped back down and sunk completely into her sex as the pads of his hand melted against her mound. Meanwhile higher up her body his attentions turned to her other nipple that he gave the same attention stealing a bit more of her succulent blood. The small wound he had made sealed with yet another swipe of his tongue.<br/><br/>And then he let the robe fall to the floor. It left her completely nude and gave her a perfect view of the contrast of his pale hand against her flushed and heated flesh.