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Arabella’s entrance, filling her so ridiculously slowly that Arabella started

to beg on instinct. “A yes to this.” June started to thrust, curling her fingers

until she found that wondrous, sensitive spot inside. “Yes to you coming so

hard you see stars.”

“Fuck…” Arabella couldn’t quite believe she’d said it, but she wasn’t

about to take it back. She could feel herself clenching tightly around June’s

fingers. Her legs shook so badly that her thighs vibrated between the press

of June’s legs and the sink. Her fingers lost all feeling as she grasped the

sink until she was strangling the porcelain.

Arabella bucked hard, riding June’s fingers, taking each and every thrust

deeper. June curled her free hand into Arabella’s hair, fisting it in a great

tangle that sent prickles shooting through her scalp, as hot as the fire

burning from within.

“I want you to come,” June commanded. “Come on my fingers. Shatter

for me while I watch you in the mirror.”

It was too much. The sensual commands. The heart in June’s voice. The

utter desire to watch Arabella do as she asked. She wanted to obey. She

wanted to do this for June, so that she could watch fully the effect she had

on Arabella, so she could watch herself possess her, make her mad,

transform her into a twisted-up ball of utter pleasure. So she could watch

Arabella become someone she’d never been with anyone else. Only with

June. Always with June.

She wanted June to have that. To have all of it. Every secret bit of her.

She wanted only her to have it. To have it forever. To keep all that

vulnerability, that surrender, every bit of emotion safe.

She gave when June curled her fingers and thrust harder, creating a

rhythm she couldn’t hope to withstand. She was done and she knew it, and

when she shattered, she fell hard into that abyss of pleasure. She let it

consume her. She didn’t care if she bucked too hard or begged, if she

looked funny in the mirror.

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