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I roll us until I’m on my back and she’s sitting astride me.
I take a moment to study her, my palm cradling her nape as she peers down at me, her eyes still soft and warm.
“Just appreciatin’.” I deepen my voice and thicken my accent. It made Lawrence’s lip curl with disgust. Everleigh’s eyes fill with desire. And pleasure.
“Appreciating what?” she asks, her smile returning.
Is that love in her eyes, or am I seeing something that isn’t there? Something I wish were there?
“You,” I say simply.
I reach for her right hand then, never breaking my stare as I lift her hand to my mouth and press a soft kiss on each knuckle. “I was putting you to bed a few days ago, and I saw what this hand is capable of.”
When tension fills her body, I regret having said anything at all. But I need her to know how special she is. “I didn’t go looking for—”
“I know,” she quietly interrupts. “You were putting me to bed. I know you weren’t snooping.”
I drag her knuckles across my mouth. “You have a gift, cher. I’ve never seen anything so incredible in my life.”
“It was just a sketch.” She looks away, her cheeks red.
“It’s a gift.” I correct her as I guide her hand to her pussy. “What other abilities do you have?”
Her eyes return to me, widening slightly. “Rune?”
I take my hands off her and lie back. “We Cajuns learn best by seeing. I’d like to see how you like to be touched, so I know I’m doing things right.”
Her cheeks burn hotter as her fingers hover near the sweetest pussy in the world.
“You know how to touch me right,” she says quietly.
Pleasure unfurls at her sweet admission. “I do?”
She nods. Her gaze is hesitant as she clears her throat, that pretty rosy glow sweeping over her tits. “I’ve never done this in front of anyone before.”
“Then pretend you’re alone,” I say, massaging her hips. “Pretend you’re alone in your bed and you’re thinking of me touching you. What would I do to you, cher? How would I make you come?”
Her gaze is still shy and her cheeks flushed as her hand drifts closer to her pussy.
I watch, my eyes flickering from her face to the fingers she brushes over her clit. And I harden inside her as her touch grows more confident, and a warm flush sweeps over her skin.
When she starts to move on me, shifting restlessly, I tighten my hold on one hip and slide my palm over her nape, steadying her. “That feel good?” My voice is husky.
Her head goes back as her fingers tease her mound and swollen clit. “Yeah.”
“Good,” I breathe, fighting to keep still as her pussy pulses around my dick. “Then take what you need from me. Let me feed you.”
She rolls her hips, her fingers stroking her clit harder as her left hand glides up her body and she tugs on her nipples. At no point does she stop rocking on me.
“Rune,” she moans.
She’s close. Getting closer to the edge by the second, and it’s fucking killing me not to move. I let her set the pace, and when her movements grow more desperate, I time my motions to hers, pumping up as she pushes down on me.
“How’s that?” I grit out.
She grinds down on me harder, those long, slender fingers drumming her clit with a furious beat. “Rune…” She’s panting now, her back arching. “Rune…”
“You need more?” I know she does. “You need me to give you more?”
