“Listen to you, my name on your tongue. Wait until I have you shouting it.” “I need…” “Know what you need. I’m going to give it to you. That’s what this is all about.” He started sweeping the pad of his thumb over my clit. Back and forth. Back and forth. “Showing you the way you deserve to be touched. The way you deserve to be adored. The treasure you are.” Pure electricity. “I think it’s working,” I told him. A dark chuckle rumbled in him as he dragged his fingers out. I nearly cried until he pressed them back in, harder that time, and he swirled his thumb as he did. “The things I want to do
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