His breath was ragged against her. Pulling his fingers out of her, he used her own wetness on her clit. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, giving herself over to him as she was inching closer and closer to her breaking point. It was remarkable how careful he was with her dress, ensuring she wasn’t exposed to the room. She assumed it had little to do with him being considerate and more to do with him not sharing. At this point, she was so desperate to come, she wasn’t sure if she even cared anymore who could see what.