49: Flexible Position

Fenella’s POV Laird and I were still busy savoring each other's tongues. I felt sensations with every lick, and it was as sweet as champagne. I still dominated Laird's body below mine, and he allowed me to crush him. "Am I heavy?" I asked softly between our kisses. "Not at all," Laird replied. Then we continued what we had been doing for the past five minutes—kissing. Laird's hands caressed my back and waist, but I immediately grabbed his hands and firmly held them down on the bed. "Don't touch me. You just need to be silent and enjoy yourself without doing anything," I said with a faint smile. "Why?" Laird asked with his typical crooked smile. "I am repaying a debt," I said before sucking on Laird's neck. Laird restrained a groan and chose to exhale heavily. My tongue played and twirled on Laird's neck up to his ear. Laird's body trembled slightly, and his legs writhed, trapping my legs nestled between his.  Laird's hands went back to caressing my shoulders, and he slowly tried to unz