that her marriage wouldn’t be a love match if he planned to treat her to this kind of bed play. His mouth, touch, and voice were turning her into a human bonfire. The slide of his hands, the tiny nip he placed on her collarbone, the way he watched her react as his palm traveled up her thigh only added more fuel. His finger circled her nipple, before he bit it gently. “Am I seeing to your needs, Regan Lee?” His use of her married name was as seductive as his touch. “You have to say yes, or no. I don’t want to be neglectful.” But before she could respond, he slid two fingers wickedly into her
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