Chapter 31

• Lexie could hardly breathe, legs shaking, heart racing. She was lost in bliss. His finger was working magic, just like it always did and with every circular movement it made, the build-up to her explosion was nearing.
• A breathy moan, one ragged and heavy slipped pass her lips when his finger slid down to her wetness and inside he inserted two digits. His fingers started to create fiction, sliding with slow strokes in and out and against her sensitive walls.
• It felt good, the pleasure, the little burn, it made her insides tingle and twitch. It was exotic too, the way he moved them and the way his red lips teased her neck, teeth biting roughly, tongue licking caressingly and lips kissing softly.