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Chills rose over my skin beneath the weight of his unseen gaze. The steady vibration coming through the mattress had only made the ache between my legs worse, and I was so wet I could feel it against the blanket.

I didn’t care.

There was nothing in this world I wanted more than Lachlan’s hands on me.

The suspense was killing me, but I kept my eyes closed and forced myself to stay still. He liked this—making me wait while I wondered what he would do next—and I wanted to give him exactly what he wanted.

The mattress dipped between my thighs.

His hands closed around my waist and pushed me backward.

“Damn, Mouse. You soaked the mattress.”

His fingers gripped my inner thighs, pressing my knees to the mattress.

“Mmm, that needy little pussy of yours is desperate for my fingers.” He shoved me a little farther up the mattress. “Or maybe it prefers my tongue.”

“Either.” My voice came out embarrassingly high. “Either’s good.”

Lachlan laughed, a deep, full-throated sound that made me smile as my pussy clenched with anticipation.

Then he moved.

One arm slipped beneath my waist, and with a quick turn, he flipped me onto my stomach.

A startled squeak escaped me.

His palms traced the curves of my waist before gliding up my sides and along my arms, forcing them up while his mouth trailed kisses up my spine.

“Keep your cheek on the mattress for me, Mouse,” he hummed as his lips brushed my ear.

I obeyed.

Lachlan shifted behind me, placing one knee between mine and then the other, spreading my legs wider. His hands slid beneath my hips and lifted, bringing my knees underneath me and leaving my ass in the air.

His fingertips skimmed slowly over one cheek, down the backs of my thighs, then returned just as leisurely.

I couldn’t resist looking.

When I peeked over my shoulder, he was leaning back on his heels, completely naked, his hungry smile making it obvious how much he liked what he saw.

I never would have imagined wanting to be positioned this way for a man, but with Lachlan behind me wearing that hungry smirk, it nearly undid me.

Something bold stirred within me.

I arched my back a little deeper and rocked my hips from side to side, deliberately putting on a little show to please him.

“Fuck, I love this view.”

I pushed my ass a little higher, so I was fully on display.

“And don’t think for a second I can’t see how wet that tight little cunt is.” His voice roughened. “Begging for attention, isn’t she?”

“Yes, begging,” I said in a breathy whine.

He reached between my thighs and dragged one finger slowly over my clit, dipped into my wetness, then continued upward until the slick fingertip traced up the cleft of my ass.

My entire body shuddered.