He let out a long, deep rumble in his chest, managing to look very pleased with himself without even having to smile. He kept watching, his dark eyes intent, fascinated as they moved over my body, noting how I shivered, how I reacted to every touch. The hand on my shoulder, which had been holding me in place this entire time, drifted slowly down, his fingers lightly running along the curve of my breast. He licked his lip as he watched it, his hand still moving, a finger or two sliding in and out of me before sliding up again to pay attention to that magical spot that had me practically
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