“Fuck.” Blackwell’s voice had turned husky, and she opened her eyes just enough to see him approaching the foot of the bed. “Why are you torturing me?” She only pumped faster in response. “Fuck, that’s it,” he grunted. The next thing she knew he was hovering over her, kneeling between her legs. He grasped onto her wrist and pulled her hand away from herself. She made a noise of protest, but a shot of excitement ran through her as she waited for his next move. He brought her fingers, slick with her arousal, to his mouth and gently sucked them clean. Something primal erupted inside her at the
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