Julian's long fingers slowly entered her. Evelyn threw her head back, her head was so close to the headboard that it would have hit it, but Julian stopped it with his free hand.
"Be careful, babe. I don't want you to get hurt already."
Julian's whisper seemed to increase the warmth of his fingers moving inside her, or perhaps Evelyn's body had begun to burn with fire, but she hadn't noticed it yet.
Julian slowly lifted her body and laid her on the bed, quickly removing her top. Since her bra clasp was undone, he had pulled it off in one swift motion.
Her breasts were exposed, so she began to feel a little embarrassed that she couldn't see his reaction.
The darkness of the room embarrassed Evelyn more than being naked in front of him. She raised one hand to her face and rubbed her own cheek.
"I thought you didn't like sharing me?" she asked, whispering. She tried to look at him by shifting her gaze to different places, but she couldn't.
