A sensual touch
The fingers move gently, slowly, finding the right spots to handle, perfectly. Slowly the light touch melts, relaxes. A moan of pleasure, a deep sigh. Kathryn's neck arched, pale in the dim light. Caramel long fingers rubbing, groping, pressing, caressing. Hurried breathing. Kathryn smiles, so soft and languid, and Chakotay observes her enchanted, excited by his own touch. His hands become more daring. "Oh yeah, right there!" whispered the woman with closed eyes, oblivious of everything. Chakotay smiles, happy to satisfy her.
"Hmm, I love your massages!" she says with a sigh.