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And then, his fingers found her center—slow, coaxing, possessive. The sudden intrusion pulled a gasp from her throat. She clung to his shoulder, overwhelmed, her body trembling under the intensity.

It was too much—and not enough.

Her breath grew shallow, her heart racing. She pressed her forehead against him, clutching tightly as he moved with growing rhythm and confidence. Her mind swirled in sensation as heat bloomed from every stroke of his hand, every low word whispered against her skin.

She clung to his shoulder, gasping for air, her body trembling under the weight of his touch. Every movement of his fingers inside her sent shocks up her spine. Her thighs quivered, stomach tightening as he dragged his fingers out before plunging them back in, deeper this time.

She whimpered, too overwhelmed to respond. Her legs shifted restlessly beneath him, thighs twitching as pleasure spiraled through her. His other hand slid up her side, holding her still as she arched against him.

“You’re dripping,” he muttered, frustration and desire tangled in his tone. “So damn wet. I barely touched you and you’re already coming undone.”

He ground his palm hard against her clit while his fingers thrust in a deep rhythm. She jerked under him, gasping, moaning—helpless under the pace he set.

Her back arched off the bed. “S-Sebastian…”

His jaw tightened. “Say it louder.”

She cried out again, voice catching on his name, and that sound—raw and wrecked—made something primal flash in his eyes.

He bit down on her neck suddenly, sucking hard until a dark mark bloomed beneath his mouth. Then his tongue traced over the spot slowly, soothing, only to bite her again—sharper this time.

“You like it rough,” he hissed.

Without warning, he pulled his fingers free, and she whimpered at the sudden emptiness.

His lips crashed onto hers, devouring. The kiss was angry and hungry, his tongue plunging into her mouth with no hesitation, stealing her breath, demanding everything.

His fingers slipped between Emily’s legs again, sliding deep inside her.

Her entire body jolted.

“Ahhh!” she cried out, grabbing onto his shoulder as the sudden pressure took her breath away. Her eyes squeezed shut, overwhelmed. It felt like multiple fingers had entered her at once, stretching her with firm, filling strokes.

The sensation made her chest tighten and her thoughts scatter.

“My—ahh... your fing—” she tried to speak, but her voice broke off in a gasp.

His fingers moved deeper, rolling slowly inside her, pressing against sensitive walls with practiced ease.

Emily gasped, pressing her forehead into his shoulder as her body responded to every movement. Sparks of pleasure shot through her nerves with each steady thrust of his fingers.

Her cheeks flushed, her neck turning warm as blood rushed beneath her skin. Her legs weakened, unable to hold her steady, and she clung tighter to him.

“That’s it,” he murmured against her skin. “Feels good, doesn’t it? You’re clenching around my fingers... so warm, so eager.”

His thick fingers continued moving inside her, deep and fast, never losing rhythm. Each time he pushed in, his thumb brushed over the sensitive spot just above her entrance, making her body tremble all over again.

“Ohh... mhhhaahhh... ahhh...” Emily cried out, voice breathy and desperate, her hand tightening around his arm.

Sebastian looked down at her flushed face, his voice thick with heat. “You’re so soft,” he whispered, his lips brushing her temple.

His fingers didn’t stop—steadily working her open, coaxing more of those sweet, shaky sounds from her mouth as her body surrendered to his touch.

“You’re devouring me,” Sebastian growled against her skin, his teeth grazing the side of her neck. His tongue followed, rough and warm, drawing a line up to the base of her jaw. Emily’s body reacted instantly, her breath catching, the heat between her legs growing impossibly hotter.

His arms tightened around her, locking her against him. Wet, needy sounds filled the space between their bodies, every slick movement of his fingers inside her echoing in the room.

Each time one of his long fingers sank deep, his thumb circled the sensitive spot near her entrance, dragging another whimper from her lips.