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I lifted my thigh, trying to give him better access. And the action pressed my ass harder against him.

He groaned and slid another finger inside of me.

I twisted my head to moan into my pillow.

I’d dreamed of his hands on me every time he crawled into my bed. But I’d had no idea how good it would feel. I loved every second of this. But all I wanted was to experience all of him.

“More,” I whispered.

He just kept moving his fingers. Torturously slow.

I reached behind me, wrapping my hand around him through his boxers.

“Don’t,” he whispered.

What? I turned my head to look at him over my shoulder.

His eyes fell to my lips. “You’re killing me, baby. I’m trying to be respectful here.”

“I’d rather you disrespect me.”

The corner of his mouth ticked up. The way it only ever did for me. “You said you wanted to experience every moment,” he said. “To take things slow...”

“I never said I wanted to take things slow. I just said I didn’t want to skip any steps.”

“That’s the same as not rushing. I can wait. I’ve already been waiting.”

“I don’t want to wait.”

He stared into my eyes.

“You had me panicking. I thought you were pulling away because you didn’t like how I looked...”

“Not in a million years. I’ve never seen you look more beautiful.”

I was very aware of his fingers still inside of me. I felt like I was going insane with need. “I don’t want you to hold back. I want it all with you.”

He lowered his eyebrows as he searched my eyes. “Are you sure?”

I purposefully clenched around his fingers.

He groaned and started moving his fingers again. “I’m fine with you riding my hand all night. Or my face.”

“That’s not what I want to ride. Even though you are naturally good at that.”

He chuckled against my skin. And then he dropped his lips to my shoulder, lightly nipping the spot. “Are you sure you want this tonight?”

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life...”

He slid a third finger inside of me, stretching me wide.

God.

He pumped his hand.

“Do you have a condom?”

He kissed my shoulder. “In my wallet. Give me a second.” He slowly pulled his fingers out and climbed over me and onto the floor. He hit the lights to find his jeans.