Page 61 of Sunshine

Slowly, slowly as he sucked on the sensitive skin behind my ear, he brought his hands up, skating against the edges of my ribcage.

I keened, twisting my hips. Heat pulsed through me, covering me like liquid molasses until all I knew was that I hungered for him, for the next feather touch.

He moved his hands up to gently cup my breasts over my bra, and I saw stars. I shifted my hips against him, my back pressed against his front. I expected him to grind against me, but he didn’t move.

This is what being in heat had to be like, with everything inside boiling into an inferno. My pussy pulsed, wetness seeping between my legs. I was finally, finally kissing Julian. After all of my desire and longing, his mouth was on mine.

Leisurely he rubbed his thumbs against my fabric-covered nipples. He cupped and stroked and squeezed, exploring me like I was his for the taking.

I shifted again, trying for more—anything. I needed him, needed his touch. He was so sure, so possessive with my breasts. Shifting one hand to my back, he unhooked the back of my bra.

“Yes.” I gasped.

“Whatever you want, babe.” He chuckled before diving back in to kiss me.

“Luca and Logan are okay if we…?” I stopped talking, his hands on my breasts making heat concentrate in my core.

“Very okay.” He nipped my neck.

Bra loosened, he pulled my shirt up so he could touch bare skin. I gasped as he grazed his teeth gently on my neck, the sensitive skin overstimulated.

The feeling of his hands on my breasts was so sensual, almost like we were teenagers having a horny make out session. It didn’t feel he was just going through the motions to get me ready for sex.

I wanted to sit on his lap, but something about him touching me from behind was making me crazy. I wanted to see what else he would do.

“I love your breasts,” he whispered, squeezing them gently.

I arched my back, my voice breathless. “I love that you love them.” It felt like my breasts were directly connected to my clit, heat pulsing between my legs.

“Let’s see what else you love.” His voice was pure smoke, desire rolling through me. He kept a hand on one breast and moved the other one slowly down my stomach until his fingertips brushed against the waistband of my sleep pants.

All I could do was moan, squeezing my legs together at the idea of him shoving his hand down my pants.

“Please,” I whispered.

Nipping my neck, he pushed his hand slowly down. Edging a knuckle and then another inch down further. Each inch sent scorching heat between my legs. I tried to focus, but I was breathing like I’d run a mile. My back flexed up on its own, chasing his touch.

Pulling me back into a searing kiss, he reached the edge of my panties. I gasped into his mouth as he sank his fingertips into the small thatch of hair above my pussy.

I dug my nails into his forearm. He swirled his fingers further, sweeping down to my nether lips, and groaned.

“You’re so wet.” He was hoarse, his own breath coming in gaps. “Oh, Sunshine.”

He rubbed his fingers along my lower lips, and I cried out, bucking up against his hand.

Moving made his hand shift away from where I needed him. I sat back, putting my heels on the couch and letting my legs fall open.

Julian groaned, nipped my neck again, and rubbing his fingers against me. I tried so hard not to thrust my hips again. Itfelt good to move, but every time I did, I moved away from where I wanted his hands.

“Yes, that’s it. That’s my girl.” He dragged his fingers up and down my entrance, rubbing his thumb along my lips.

Even single cell in my body was focused on his fingers. On the electric waves of pleasuring shooting out from where he touched me.

He slid two fingers inside, and I arched up, unable to help it. “Julian,” I panted.

“I’ve wanted to do this to you for so long.” He pushed his fingers in and out with excruciatingly slow thrusts.

“Me too.” I pressed my back against him, and he did grind against me this time.

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