Pulling back, Ryan watches me, his eyes locked on where we’re connected. Dilated pupils zero in on his leg. He slightly lifts my dress, not enough for him to see all of me, but just enough to note the glistening wetness I’m leaving on his thigh. I could give two shits that my arousal is all over his leg. I haven’t been this close in months. “Look how pretty that is, Blue.” “Please don’t stop.” The words are more desperate than they’ve ever been. “Never, baby.”
