Page 81 of The Truth Serum
“More,” she said, her voice a hoarse rasp.
This time when he pulled out, he slid his fingers upward. He rolled through her folds, and then there was the rough brush of his callused finger across her… Across…
Lightning flashed behind her eyes.
Her body bucked.
And suddenly he stilled. “Have you felt this before?” he asked.
“What?”
“Do you know what this is?”
“What?” She had no mind to understand him. All she knew was that it was wonderful. It was all-consuming. “Nate” she gasped. “Please.”
“Don’t scream,” he said. And then he began to stroke her.
Deep inside, then the slow withdrawal. It was that part she relished as he moved over her most sensitive place.
In and out, then the deep slide.
He kept going, never long enough, never hard enough. Until she began to bear down.
She arched against him, and he didn’t pull away.
She ground down as he moved.
She thrust her hips up and down.
She took what she wanted as tension built. Pleasure built.Everythingbuilt.
Until it exploded.
A burst of ecstasy. Light flashing outward behind her eyes. Pulsing again and again.
It was wonderful.
She rode the waves with abandon. No thought, no question, just a rolling float ofyes.
And when it was done, she sighed happily against his chest.
His chest? Good lord, she had collapsed on top of him. Well, that was a nice place to land.
“That was wonderful,” she whispered as she pressed a kiss to his skin.
“Never had a quickening before?”
“Never. Why didn’t you show me that when I was sixteen?”
He snorted. “Because I was nearly as ignorant as you.”
“Well,” she said slowly. “I’m glad you learned.”
“I’m glad you let me show you.”
“Does that happen every time?”
“It should.”
