T’chai groans, his startled gaze moving to mine. “Ltk.” “Yup,” I whisper. I’m really wet, and when he glides his fingers up and down my sex, he drags that slickness with him. I moan and rock against his hand. I need to show him my clit, to introduce him to my most sensitive spot, but then he’s pushing one thick finger inside me, his intense gaze on my face, and I gasp, clinging to his shoulders. That should not feel as good as it does, madre de dios. He breathes my name again, the sound husky and sensual on his lips even as he thrusts into me with his finger. I whimper, my body making a wet
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