“Oh, fuck! That's the kind of touch I am talking about but I also need it intense tonight.” Lucia leaned closer, resting her head on John's sculpted chest and smelling the combination of his sweat and deodorant emanating from his chest.
“Intense? You mean you want a harder spank.” John purred, tilting his head to the side and giving Lucia a subtle bite in the neck.
With a moan, Lucia reached between John's legs and ran her right hand down his thigh to feel his thick cock.
“ Do I need to spell out what I meant by Intense touch? You must be bad at remembering old conversations!”
John said, "I agree," and chucked. Seeing your beauty all day erases all of the memories I thought were pointless.
“What?! Have you just declared my fetish to be pointless? Well, call it whatever you like as long as you are ready to make that dream come through.” Again, Lucia rested her head on his chest and said, “ I find peace in you.”