Page 98 of Under an Endless Moon

Tingles spread through my body. Flames that licked as I complied.

He knew exactly what he was doing.

Playing into my fantasies.

Otto tipped his head back to gaze at me as I swayed on my knees, and my heart beat so erratically I wasn’t sure my chest could contain it.

Breaths harsh and jagged.

His arm unhooked from my waist, and that hand smoothed across my lower back before his fingers slipped around to knead into my hip.

“Never have seen anything more gorgeous than this, Raven. Looking up at you. Lit up by the moon. Stealin’ my breath. Fuckin’ with my head.”

I let my fingers play along the sharp edge of his cheek before I drifted them over his lips.

“It’s my breath that’s gone. Seeing you like this. Touching this face that has followed me into every dream. Being with the only person who could ever save me from the nightmares. The only one that ever made me feel safe. The one who made me sure I wanted to discover what it is like to be taken. Completely and fully.”

His hand glided farther around to the front, and his knuckles brushed the top of my thigh before he pressed his fingers between my legs. He just barely rubbed me over my cotton shorts, never taking his eyes from mine as he did.

I jolted forward on a rasp.

“You good?” he asked.

“I’m not afraid.”

I’d never been with him.

He shifted and dragged my shorts and panties aside.

Cool air rushed across my lips, then heat seared through me when he dragged the tips of his fingers through my folds. “Otto.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes. Every yes.”

He smirked, though it was almost pained as he nudged my legs wider, and his tongue stroked out across his lips as he dragged his fingers through me, back and forth, a fraction deeper with each pass.

His throat bobbed as he swallowed. “Fuckin’ drenched.”

I wheezed, holding on tighter as he started to push his fingers inside me. Desire whipped my insides into a frenzy.

A torrent of need that flooded the room.

Banged at the walls and bashed at my consciousness.

A tornado of greed spun with the faintest flickers of nerves at the disbelief that this was actually happening.

That I was being…touched.

And I wanted it.

Oh God, how much I wanted it.

He let go of my hair and looped that arm around my waist, holding onto me as he slowly…so slowly…pressed two big fingers into my pussy.

A tremor rocked through me. An earthquake of sensation that tumbled and rolled.

Leaning in, he ran his nose along my neck, and he inhaled as if he were trying to draw me all the way inside.

---