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His other hand dragged down my arm and wrapped around my hip. He used it to pull my pelvis to his, so I could feel his erection against my abdomen.
Hot damn, he wanted me.
The kiss grew hotter, and more frantic. I worked my hands out from between us and buried them in his hair, pulling him impossibly closer. The hot growl he gave me as he dragged his hand down to my ass, andsqueezed, made me moan.
I’d never felt so desired—not since those times we got off together in my old bedroom.
I’d never wanted someone so much—not since that night I was going to invite him into my bed.
He pulled his lips from mine, and I panted hard as he gripped my ass and leaned closer to my ear. “I’m going to touch you,” he said, voice low and gravelly.
I jerked my head in a nod, brushing my smooth cheek against his prickly, stubbly chin.
The hand he had on my ass slid into my shorts, and my hips jerked as the hot, rough pad of his finger ran over my clit. His touch was impossibly-light, but I was so insanely sensitive. He continued moving slowly around my clit, circling it, touching me exactly the way I liked.
He couldn’t have remembered those times in my bed—could he?
But he must’ve, because he knew just how to touch me.
“Did Aeven touch you here?” he asked me, before his lips landed on my throat and sucked hard.
“No,” I rasped, hips rocking. He rubbed me hard, a reward for the answer, and I cried out as I jerked toward him. His finger slowed, though, touch growing lighter.
“Did he grab you? Hold you?”
“No. I didn’t let him touch me at all,” I breathed.
“Good.” His growl made me so damn hot, and my breathing halted when he slowly dragged another finger over my slit. “Open your legs for me, Nai.”
I opened them.
My eyes slammed shut, my back arching toward him desperately as he slid the tip of his finger inside me.
He nipped at my throat. “You’re drenched for me.”
“Yeah,” I managed, hips still moving as he stroked me so damn slowly.
“Tell me how deep he was,” Teris said, his lips against my throat.
I went still.
He slowly slid that finger deeper inside me, stroking the walls of my channel while he teased my clit.
A shudder rolled through me, hot and heavy thanks to his touches. His words. His attention.
“This deep?” he asked, voice still low.
He’d only slid half his finger in—but he knew after what I’d told him that I hadn’t forgotten anything that had happened with Aev.
“No,” I whispered.
His growl of approval made my breathing pick up, and he dragged his thumb over my clit harder, and faster.
I shattered without any kind of a warning.
My desperate cries echoed through the cavern as my hips arched and bucked, intense pleasure rolling through me. He held me close, one hand still gripping my hair and the other still working my clit to drag out the orgasm.
I collapsed against his chest when the pleasure faded, now sweating. His fingers were still on my clit, moving slowly against my over-sensitive skin. He must’ve remembered how to give me time between orgasms—he must’ve remembered the nights we’d spent in bed together, even though we didn’t touch each other.
