I take my hand off her where it’s been massaging and teasing her nipple, and she whimpers at the loss of contact.
“Shhhh, baby.” I laugh lightly and kiss her lips. “I’m going to see if you want me as much as I want you.”
Slowly, I skim my fingertips down her torso and her breathing grows ragged.
“Look at me,” I command quietly, and trace my middle finger lightly around her belly button. I can feel the goose bumps rising on her skin, but she drops her head back and hums, keeping her eyes squeezed shut.
“Ivy,” I growl, and grip her hips with both hands. I need her eyes on me. I need to see her seeing me the first time I worship her.
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