Gabe looked down at her, disheveled, tied up and eager for more. Her eyes were begging for more. He laid down next to her, trying to control his urge to thrust inside her. He wanted to do everything he had promised before he gained his own release, but it was hard not to give in to his own raging desires. He slipped a hand between her open legs, gently slapping her clitoris.
She couldn't close her legs, she couldn't stop him and her clit was standing up erectly, begging for attention. She gasped as the light slaps echoed in the room, turning red as she distinctly heard the wet sound, she was outrageously wet.