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“Do you ever look at yourself?” He drifted his fingers across my chest, around one nipple then the other. “See how perfect you are?”
I attempted to fold my arms over my middle, but he batted them away, tracing my stretch marks.
“These show you’re a warrior.” My vision got blurry. “You’ll have more after Gummy, and I’ll treasure every single one. Because they’ll remind me of what you’ve given me.”
“Patrick.”
“This is hard for you, but if I didn’t feel you, I’d never know. Let me make it easier, Wicked. Let me show you just how in awe of you I am.” He kissed my neck, his skin hot against mine. “Can I do that?” He dipped his finger below my waistband and traced across my lower stomach.
I shivered and my lids drifted shut.
“Don’t close your eyes. Look at me. At us.”
Heat singed me from the inside out. I guided his other hand to my shorts and gave them a gentle push. His heart thumped against my back as my breath grew shallower.
“Be here with me,” he rasped as he inched the fabric down my thighs.
I stared, rapt as his fingers trailed up my sides to my shoulders. He kneaded them as he kissed my neck.
I flexed my hands at my sides. His hands, his words, his attention. It was addictive.Hewas addictive. I couldn’t blame him for that one time we’d been together. It had been so long since I’d been touched, kissed, seduced, that my body had responded instantly. Just as it was now. In that moment, and now, I felt desirable again. Irresistible.
“You make me feel beautiful,” I whispered. Just like he’d whispered that night. I’d lied when I’d told him it was a mistake.
“You are.” His eyes met mine in the mirror.
The remaining curtain between us dropped.
“I’m here. With you.”
“Stay with me.”
He inhaled deeply as he slid his hands down my arms. He twined our fingers together and lifted them to my breasts. I surrendered. He controlled my movements.
“Do you touch yourself this way?”
“No.”
He squeezed. “I think you do. And you wish it was me.” I melted against his solid frame. “That’s right, Wicked. Let me support you.”
“I don’t need you,” I said breathily, fairly sure that was a lie.
“But you want me. Right now, that’s enough.”
He skated my hands down my stomach and between my legs. With purposeful strokes, our fingers slid between my slit. Slick heat coated our digits. He teased, and I let him, though I desperately wanted to push inside.
A quick peek up and my breath caught when I found him looking at my face.
“Watch while we make you come.”
“You’re not.”
He applied pressure to my clit, and my gaze dropped.
“Look at how wet our fingers are. What will it be like inside that pretty pussy?”
My thighs clenched.
“Do you want to find out, Wicked?” He pushed just the tips of our fingers into my opening.
