His arms were longer than her own and she loved it.
Needed it.
Gave herself over to it.
"Do you feel it, Noelle?"
She nodded, unable to say a word.
He had two... then three fingers inside of her.
Stretching her wider.
Delving deeper.
When she was sure she couldn't handle anymore?
He pumped his fingers in and out, dragging his fingertips along the slick walls of her sex.
She felt herself hovering on the edge, almost going over, but not quite.
"McCrae?"
She felt him smile against her shoulder.
And then she felt him nibble along the side of her throat.
"God, McCrae...."
"Hmm?" He dragged his teeth along her throat. "What is it, 'Elle?"
"More," she groaned. "I... I want more of you."
He rose up behind her, over her almost pulling her up onto her knees.
"Is this it, baby?" He growled into her ear as he thrust his fingers deeper into her pussy. "Is this what you want?"
She was near tears, almost sobbing from the wild beauty of his touch. "M-more."
"Yeah, I want that, too." He groaned against her throat. "I'll give it to you, 'Elle. I'll give you my dick."
Her pussy clamped down on his fingers and she bucked back against him, excited by his words and rough sound of his voice. "McCrae..."
"But.." He plunged his fingers into her at an almost punishing pace. "I need you to come for me first, baby. Come all over my fucking fingers and I'll give it to you."
She lost herself then.
Lost what was left of her control and fell off the edge and into mindless release.
CHAPTER 12
DUVAL
Her surrender was the sweetest thing he'd ever felt and as he felt her come apart, her release dripping down his fingers, he wanted to feel that delicious heat everywhere.
His cock was threatening to bore a hole through his boxer briefs and his balls were heavy, begging for a release of his own.
The problem?
