Page 168 of Salvage Him
Itensed.
He stroked my clit in slow, even strokes; no suddenmovements.
"Baby, breathe,"Harrisonsaid.
I sucked in a breath and clung to his arm to anchor me tosomething.
I relaxed and let him guide my body. He teased my entrance with his fingers. He eased my body into anorgasm.
"Come for me,” hewhispered.
I moaned and closedmyeyes.
"Easy,"hesaid.
I tilted myheadup.
Harrison sucked on mybottomlip.
The orgasm had my body humming on a frequency that was otherworldly. Another moment brought clarity and focus in my mind, his lips on me, his hands on me, claiming me, guiding me. He showed me what Ialreadyknew.
That I was his and he was mine. He would do anything to make me feel cherished, protected, adored, andloved.
The intensity subsided, and I knew the pain would hit soon, but Ididn'tcare.
It wasworthit.
