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My foot continued teasing his cock through his shorts, and I bit my lip when it throbbed for me.
His hands caught my calves, and he used the grip to pull me closer to him. My legs folded at my knees, and he resumed stroking my calves—but his fingers moved up my calves, too.
My eyes closed at the soft, blissful feeling of his hands on my bare legs.
“Keep reading.” He squeezed my upper thigh, and I nearly moaned.
Had I really sworn off men?
For the life of me, I couldn’t remember why.
My entire body was coiled, waiting for his hand to slide under my shorts and touch me.
But he didn’t.
I forced my eyes back to the words on the screen. It took a few tries, but I finally managed to focus.
The couple was having sex, in his office.
She was on his desk, legs open wide, while he drove into her.
A whimper escaped me as Zander’s hand skimmed the top of my leg again.
“If you want me to get you off, Sweetheart, just say so,” he murmured, taking in another deep breath of my lust.
“Do it,” I breathed.
His chest rumbled again, and he slipped his hand into my shorts.
I took a sharp breath in at the first brush of his fingers on my clit.
My kindle fell on the couch beside me, book forgotten.
He took in another deep breath of my lust, and dragged a slow circle around the sensitive bud.
One of my hands caught his arm, trapping him there, and I pressed my foot against his erection harder.
He growled, pushing down on my clit lightly.
My hips rocked.
He worked my clit slower, but harder.
My breathing picked up, and he drank in more of my lust.
When he slid a thick finger inside my channel, I lost it.
My body arched, cries escaping me when the pleasure hit me hard.
Even when the aftershocks faded, he was still touching me, working my clit a little lighter than before.
“Shit,” I panted, running a hand over the top of my hair. My bun was probably a wild mess, but I didn’t give a damn anymore.
I felt too good.
No one had ever touched me likethat. Definitely not Evan.
“You don’t have to keep going,” I whispered, though my hips were already jerking, and my desire was already growing. My fangs had descended during my orgasm, and didn’t seem to have any intention to shrink back.
