“You know what I want to hear, Tessa,” he said, his voice a dark rumble she felt vibrate through her. She shook her head in refusal. A soft, dark smile curled on his lips. “One day you will say it.” “How can you still possibly believe that?” she gasped when he circled his thumb again. “Because it’s more than a bond.” Then she was crying out as he sank two fingers inside her, but it was quickly muffled by his hand sliding over her mouth. “I love hearing you, beautiful, but we have to keep it down.”
