"There it is," he says against my skin. "There's the truth. There's what your body wants even when you won't admit it."
He moves to the other breast.
Lavishes the same attention, sucking and licking and using his teeth just enough to make me gasp, to make my hands fist in the sheets.
My hands are in his hair suddenly.
When did that happen?
When did I stop trying to push him away and start pulling him closer?
When did resistance become participation?
"Good girl," he murmurs against my skin. "Let yourself feel it. Let yourself want it. Stop fighting what your body already knows."
His hand slides lower.
Over my stomach, making the muscles there jump.
Over my hip, his touch possessive. Between my thighs.
I try to close my legs, try to deny him access.
He forces them open with firm pressure. "No. You don't get to hide from this. You don't get to pretend you don't want it when your body is already telling me the truth."
His fingers find me.
Find the proof that my body wants what my mind refuses to accept.
Find the wetness that betrays every word of protest I've spoken.
"So wet already," he says, wonder and satisfaction in his voice. "Your body knows what it needs even when you won't admit it. Even when you're trying so hard to convince yourself that you hate this."
He circles slowly with one finger.
Teasing. Building.
Not giving me what I need but showing me what he could give if I just admitted I wanted it.
The sensation is different from the vibrator.
More direct. More intense. More personal.
More overwhelming.
"Vaughn—"
"I know. You're close already, aren't you? Your body remembers. Craves this. Needs it like oxygen."
"Please—"
"Please what? Use your words, Eden. Tell me what you want."
I can't. Can't say the words. Can't admit what I'm craving.
"Tell me to stop and I will," he says, his finger still circling, building pressure that's making my hips move against my will. "Say the word right now and this ends. I'll leave you alone. Let you go back to not knowing, not feeling, not understanding what your body can do."
I open my mouth.
