Page 75 of Hold Me Until Morning

He started driving his fingers in and out as he rolled his thumb over my clit. Swirling and pressing and spinning me into a frenzy.

My hips started to move, jutting up to meet each thrust.

He was right. It took all of a minute for me to start chanting his name, pleasure winding and curling and tightening to a boiling point.

“I—” I couldn’t speak.

Emotion broke free of where I’d kept it trapped, shackles that vied to be released. Warmth spread, a dark cascade of memories that wound through the recesses of my mind and penetrated to the spirit.

Did he remember?

Did he know?

“You feel that, Hailey? Just my fingers and you’re lighting up like the morning. A little fire that’s been begging to burn.”

“Cody.”

He drove his fingers faster, that golden gaze locked on my face, refusing to look away.

Bliss gathered, a rising tide in the cab. A tornado erupting from the bottom of the sea. A whorl of energy. An unfurling of need.

My fingers sank into his shoulders as I levitated beneath the power of his touch, sure I was going to drift away, lost to the flood. “Cody.”

“Do you feel it, Hailey? Do you get it yet? How I see you? How gorgeous you are, inside and out? Do you know how bad I’ve been dyin’ to touch everything that you are? All this beauty that’s been tapped? Let go, darlin’, the way you’ve been needing to.”

His praise swarmed me, the gruff of his voice spurring me farther, as if he truly knew how badly I needed to hear it. The way I’d been living without it for so long. In a darkness where I’d remained hidden. He pushed up higher, hovering right over me as he pumped deeper, his thumb working magic, but I thought it might have been the expression on his face that threw me over. His words tipping me right over the edge.

“That’s right, Shortcake. Let me feel you come all over my fingers. Let me hold your pleasure…just this once.”

Ecstasy splintered me apart.

A shockwave that barreled through my body.

I writhed and jerked as sensation raced, every nerve ending firing and alive.

Wave after crashing wave.

Cody stroked his fingers in time, leading me through, and I thought the orgasm might go on forever as he eked out every drop of pleasure that he could coax from me.

Ridge after rising ridge.

Trembles rocked me, and I shivered as the intensity flickered then ebbed.

Cody’s jaw was clenched the whole time, his body rigid, though his eyes went soft while I sat there panting and trying to catch my breath.

“I was right…it was the exact same expression when you come. Don’t think I’ve seen anything so beautiful as that.”

“I already told you that you’re the beautiful one.”

My fingers quivered with the need to trace every rugged, handsome line of his face.

Commit him to memory.

So I gave in and let my fingertips trail the contours and lines of restraint that hardened his stony features, before my hand glided down his neck and over his chest until I was cupping him through his jeans.

The man so big.

Heavy and hard.

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