His touch was firm yet impossibly gentle. As the warm water cascaded over my scalp, his long, slender fingers began to move in rhythmic circles. He knew exactly where the tension lived—at the base of my neck, behind my ears—and he dismantled it with agonizing precision. I let out a shaky breath, my eyes fluttering shut as a wave of heat that had nothing to do with the water pulsed through me.
The English phrase “crazy over his fingers” might seem odd until you recognize a subgenre affectionately called “finger porn” or “hand kink” in romance reader communities. It’s particularly prevalent in: His touch was firm yet impossibly gentle