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I felt her body shiver underneath mine, her hips raised to rub against me. God, she was so responsive. So fucking beautiful.

Her hands gripped my shoulders, her fingernails digging into my muscles as she quivered underneath me.

“Bas,” she moaned, needy. “Bas. Bas. Bas.”

Her body rocked against my hand and I could taste her orgasm almost as if it was my own. I could smell her arousal, sweet and delicious. Her juices drenched my fingers and I refused to let up. Sliding my finger in and out of her slickness, she writhed under me.

“Look at me,” I ordered and she opened her eyes to watch me through heavy lids.

She was close. Her beautiful face was so expressive as I guided her closer and closer to her orgasm. Her first one with me, but definitely not the last one. I’d own all of them from this day forward.

I was so fucking hard, but blue balls would be worth seeing her unravel for me. Shudders rolled down her body and she panted, her moans increasing in volume. Sliding in and out of her folds, while keeping one finger pressed against her clit, I rubbed it faster and thrust my fingers harder.

Her hands tightened around me and I loved how she needed me.

She came hard, her body shivering, her pussy convulsing around my fingers, and my name on her lips. She buried her head in the crook of my neck and peace washed over me.

For the first time in my life, I actually tasted the light.

CHAPTER10

Wynter

“See me tomorrow.”

Warmth filled through every fiber of me. We sat in his car in front of my dorm building. It was almost midnight and I truly felt like Cinderella. My body still hummed with the aftermath of the strongest orgasm I had ever experienced. It was my first orgasm with a man so maybe that’s why. Though I didn’t think so.

His touch seared. His lips consumed. And his fingers delivered.

I felt him everywhere, though our clothes stayed on.

“You still want to see me?” I breathed the question, my tongue sweeping over my lower lip nervously. I could still taste him on my lips. It was an aphrodisiac.

I expected him to take it all the way after I came all over his fingers. Instead, I watched him lick his fingers clean. And oh my God, it was so damn erotic that a delightful shudder ghosted down my spine in anticipation. I wanted to feel him inside me. Give him my virginity.

He was the one I’d been waiting for.

Yet, rather than taking me, he helped me off the hood and settled me into the car.

“You’re mine now,” he repeated his earlier statement. I didn’t mind his possessiveness, but it confused me.

“But you didn’t-” My voice faltered and my cheeks heated. I was pretty sure my body clearly showed him that I wanted him. I didn’t hold back. Did I?

He took my chin and held it between his fingers. My eyes met his, drowning in his darkness.

“I didn’t what?” he demanded to know.

I rolled my eyes. “You didn’t try to sleep with me,” I rasped, slightly agitated he’d make me say it out loud.

He chuckled softly, his Adam’s apple moving in his throat, and I found it so damn sexy. I had to fight the urge to lean forward and lick his neck. Everything about this man was attractive.

He took my hand and placed it over his groin and I gasped, my cheeks heating. He was hard. And so damn big I didn’t think he’d fit inside me.

“Tell me now I don’t want to fuck you,” he gritted.

My cheeks flushed crimson and my insides were burning up.

“Then why didn’t you?” I breathed the question bravely.