Page 88 of Cryptic Curse

“Good,” he says, his voice dropping.“Now move your fingers how you imagine I would.”

My eyes are still tightly closed.I move my fingers slowly at first, matching what I imagine his rhythm would be.The sensation is foreign and familiar at the same time, utterly intoxicating.

And then Hawk says something that forces every other thought from my mind.

“Imagine my mouth where your fingers are now.”

Electricity surges through me.

“Are you wet for me, Daniela?”

I can’t stop the whimper from escaping my lips.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”His voice is thick with need.“Imagine it’s me touching you there, Daniela.My tongue on your clit.”

A moan slips past my lips as I let my fingers drift down to where I’m most sensitive.Every breath-filled word Hawk whispers sends shivers of anticipation through me.

“Gently,” he murmurs.“Just like I would.”

I circle the bud of nerves, a gasp escaping my lips.My heart pounds a heavy rhythm in my ears as I get lost in the sensation.

“That’s it,” Hawk murmurs.“You’re doing so well.”

His praise gives me a heady rush, emboldening me to press harder, to move faster.My breath hitches in my throat as pleasure courses through me in electrifying waves.

“Now imagine… Imagine my fingers sliding inside you,” Hawk says, his words barely above a whisper.

A whimper escapes my lips as my fingers move lower, dipping into the wetness pooling there before rising to circle my clit.I keep it slow and steady, like he would be, driving myself higher and higher until?—

“Oh God,” I breathe out, feeling a coil wind tighter within me.My body is on fire, each touch amplifying the heat.

“Good, Daniela.Just like that.”Hawk’s voice is husky with desire.“Now imagine me inside you…”

And I feel it.

His cock.

Not a weapon like I’m used to, but a hardness that slides into me perfectly, completing me.

Filling me.

“Are you close?”Hawk asks.

“Yes,” I whimper.

“Good,” he says, his voice raspy.“Now circle your clit, Daniela.Imagine it’s my finger as I’m thrusting into you.”

I comply, a sharp gasp leaving my lips at the contact.It feels so good, better than anything I’ve ever experienced before.

I whimper as I let one finger slip inside me.

“Do you want more?”he asks.

“Yes,” I gasp out, my mind filled with images of him above me, plunging into me, completing me.

A jolt of pleasure rips through me, my body responding to him as if he’s actually there, his lips on mine, his fingers caressing me, his cock inside me.

“Feel good?”he asks in a low growl.

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