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I opened my mouth to speak, but just as I did, he inched his finger in deeper and swirled it wide, touching the walls and nerves of my channel.
I bit my lip in an attempt to keep the noises rushing over my tongue inside my mouth, but I failed. A tiny moan squeaked past my lips, making Zander grin yet again. His eyes crinkled with this grin, making him look younger and freer.
“I didn’t hear you. What did you say you wanted?”
I had never talked dirty before.
I had never asked a man for the things I was thinking I wanted, and I knew Zander knew those things about me.
He was pushing me past my comfort zone—drawing me out of my shell one inch of his finger at a time.
“I want …” I started, losing my breath at the wonderful sensations of the things he was able to do with just a single finger. “Please make love to me.”
I wanted to scream for him to fuck me, but I couldn’t remember a time in my life when I had ever dropped the F-bomb. I didn’t have a filthy mouth.
I never had.
But the things Zander was doing to me was making me rethink my ladylike ways.
He chuckled, the sound deep and sexy as it rumbled across the side of my neck.
Leaning back yet again, he scoured my face with his eyes, taking in what I knew was an expression of absolute desperation.
“There’s a problem there.”
My heart dropped.
I wanted him.
If he left me hanging in the state I was in, I wasn’t sure I would be able to take it.
“There is?” I asked, not even attempting to mask my devastation.
He nodded, biting his bottom lip. “You see, I don’t make love. Never have. Never will. I fuck, Eden. I fuck hard and fast. I fuck dirty. Do you think you’re ready for that?”
I nodded. “Yes. God, I’m so ready.”
At those words, he pushed his finger in all the way, touching the deep ache within me and pulling a sound I had never made in my life from me.
I felt full, but it wasn’t enough.
I wanted more.
He moved his finger inside me, stretching me and drawing out my wetness.
Then he pulled his finger out of me, brought it to his lips, and sucked it into his mouth.
Closing his eyes, he moaned around his finger as if I was the best thing he had ever tasted.
He released my wrists and stood from the bed. Then he leaned over me and tugged my panties down over my thighs and knees before pulling them over my feet. Once they were free from my body, he balled them and sniffed them.
“Mine,” he growled before he stuffed them in his pocket. “Take your fucking shirt off. I want to see all of you.”
I obeyed, pulling my shirt over my head and tossing it to the floor. I was naked and waiting, lying in my bed utterly open to him, and I couldn’t find it in myself to feel insecure. Not with the way he was looking at my naked flesh as if I was the best thing he had ever seen.
“Open your legs,” he demanded. “Let me see how wet you are for me.”
I swallowed, my nerves surfacing before I pushed them back down and did as he said.
