lost in his touch an unforgettable experience

He pulled into the parking lot and I eagerly unbuckled my seatbelt. His hands moved over my body, exploring every curve as we passionately kissed. His strong fingers caressed my neck before slipping under my shirt. He teased me with gentle strokes on the inside of my thighs, slowly inching closer to the aching desire between them. His rough hands expertly massaged me through my jeans until I was writhing with pleasure beneath him. By the time he finished, I had completely lost myself in his touch and all that remained was blissful exhaustion.