To demonstrate, she closed her eyes and concentrated. Julian watched, fascinated, as her inner walls visibly clenched. He could see the muscles of her lower abdomen tightening and could see the subtle shift in her position. A bead of arousal formed at her entrance, then dripped filthily down onto Julian's chest.
"Impressive," Julian murmured, genuinely amazed. "That level of internal control is remarkable."
Cecilia's eyes opened, satisfaction clear in her expression.
While she relaxed, Sylvia positioned herself at Julian's right side. Her hands began to move across his chest, her touch firm and confident. She began to massage his shoulders with expert skill, her fingers finding knots and tension Julian hadn't realized he was carrying.
"I've mastered touch," Sylvia said, her voice low and intense. "Pressure points, energy knots, the exact combination of pain and pleasure that drives someone wild. I can make you feel things you didn't know were possible."
