Seamus bit down gently on Diane's taut nipple, drawing a breathless whimper from her.
Her arm stayed draped across her eyes, too shy to meet his gaze; her face flushed scarlet to the tips of her ears, an image that only made her more irresistible.
His other hand closed on her remaining peak, twisting and tugging until another, deeper moan escaped her throat.
"Nngghh~ Seamus! It feels so strange…"
"Oh? You've never touched yourself here?" he teased, giving the sensitive nub another pinch that made her jolt.
"N…noo… only down there, and not much," she murmured with a tiny frown.
Seamus caught her wrist and drew her hand from her face. "Don't hide. I love watching your expression."
Her blush deepened. "Pervert!"
"I'm not the one playing with toys down there," he murmured with a crooked smile.
"Wh-what?! I told you it wasn't much!"
