Don't Hex and Drive (Stay a Spell, #2)

by Juliette Cross

“Why did you wear jeans today?” He slid his hand beneath my panties, skating his middle finger through my wetness. My eyes slipped closed when he glided to my entrance and pumped a finger inside me. I’d worn jeans because I’d planned on not having sex with him today. I needed a break after last night’s earth-shaking experience where I’d felt him capture my heart at the same time he’d conquered my body. He gripped my chin and whispered, “Open your eyes.” I did, but I wanted to look away again. “You never wear jeans.” He slid out of me, circling my clit with my own slickness. I didn’t say anything, mouth falling open on a sigh. It was true. “You wanted some space from me after last night?” I bit my lip as he pumped two fingers inside me, nice and slow. I should’ve known this Stygorn would’ve seen through my sad attempt at creating boundaries. All it did was make it more difficult to get him inside me, and I was regretting my ridiculous outfit choices with every pump of his long fingers. “No space between us, love.” His voice was soft, melodic, but his expression was fierce. Determined. Dominant. “Do you understand?”

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