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‘Are you sleepy?’ His lips feathered over her shoulder-blade and a flaht half of her body

Sleepy? Sleepy?

‘No Don’t stop’

‘I won’t’ His hand was freer now, not stopping at the li to slide into the dip of her waist, over her hip, just brushing the line between her and the bed and sending darts of heat and need along her abdoht

Then it retreating to the slopes of her back again before venturing lower again, curving over her backside and stopping His hand was large and war, too, had changed He wasn’t as calainst her pillow She no longer wanted hi her backside a little into his palm, and heard him breath in and out Then his hand continued

It was a sweet, building agony and she didn’t want it to end She was lit up inside and out, soothed and excited and desperate toto stay just as she was, revered like this for ever and ever She wasn’t huer, or she was, but a different hum—a mixture of murmurs and moans that she didn’t try to ste was deeper, audible, his hand losing its finesse, tightening on her hip His leg ca as the pressure of his hands Then he buried his face against her nape and took a deep breath beforeaway completely

‘Goodnight, Sam’ His voice was raw and her eyes flew open

‘Goodnight?’

‘That’s the limit of my self-control I think we should stop now and Sa sliding against his ‘there is no need to rush’

‘Hush’ She kissed his throat, fro his jaw He tasted so good, so very good And his ry for the contact he’d withdrawn She ainst his lips as her breasts pressed against his arm and chest

‘It’s like lying on sun-warainst hi in the slide of skin on skin She’d never realised how good that could feel—their bodies sparking against each other like living flints A sharper, hotter spark drew her even closer, her leg rising over his