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“Brynn,” he said, his voice rough. “I need to know this isn’t going to make you run away again. I need you to say it—”
“I’m not going anywhere,” I said. “Touch me.” I scooted even closer to the edge, giving him all the access he needed.
Weston smirked, withdrawing his hand so quickly I parted my lips in protest. But then he slowly dragged his tongue over his fingers and all the words emptied from my mind. He returned his hand, this time bypassing my underwear and gliding his wet fingers through my heat.
“Fuck,” he hissed, capturing my lips again while he teased me.
I whimpered at the feel of him, my entire body shivering with warmth as he worked his slick fingers in teasing circles over my aching clit. After what we’d left unfinished the other night, I was already riding that edge.
“Wes,” I moaned, his name coming out more like a plea as I clung to him.
He licked into my mouth, sending jolts of electricity crackling through my veins. Everywhere he touched, I came to life. Every graze of his fingers had me sparking like a live-wire.
I nipped at his bottom lip, instinctively rocking into his hand.
“Goddamn, Brynn,” he said against my lips, curling his fingers before slowly sliding one inside me.
I gasped, my head falling back enough that I broke our kiss. I couldn’t think, couldn’t feel anything outside of his touch.
And then he slid another finger in, moving them in slow, powerful thrusts that made me clench around him.
“Wes, God, yes. Just like that.” I rocked into his hand, urging him to go faster, to touch me more.
“Fuck, baby,” he said. “You’re so slick.” He slid his fingers all the way out only to glide them back in again.
Over and over until I was breathless and on fire.
My entire body responded to his touch, heat charging over my skin as he built and built my pleasure. My clit throbbed, begging to be touched. I moaned, my head spinning as everything inside me coiled, my release dancing right on the edge of his fingertips.
“Fuck,” Weston groaned. “You’re right there. I can feel it.”
He slanted his lips over mine at the same time he ground the heel of his palm into my clit, his fingers curling inside me—
“Wes!” I cried out his name as my orgasm tore through me, my thighs shaking as he continued to thrust inside me, his fingers drawing out the delicious release until I went practically limp against him.
Our breathing was ragged as he gently pulled out his fingers, his forehead resting against mine as I came down from the planet he’d just sent me to.
God, how was it that good?
How washethat good?
I’d never come like that. Not ever. And he—
A loud knock on my door jolted the both of us.
“Weston?” Crossland’s voice called from the other side of it. “We’re about to start, do you want us to wait for you?”
“I’ll be there in a minute!” Weston growled, and I could hear Crossland’ssheeshbefore he walked away.
Weston looked down at me, a question ringing in his eyes before they were covered with complete and utter panic.
“Wes,” I said, my own panic rising up my throat.
“I have to go,” he said before I could continue, walking backward and away from me like his body and his mind were warring with what he actually wanted to do.
My lips parted as I watched, still swollen from his kiss, my skin still flushed from what he’d just done to me.
“I’m sorry,” he said once he’d reached my door. “Fuck, I’m sorry.”
