Graham’s movements were deliberate, his confidence unshakable as
he slid his hand down her body, his fingers brushing against the
waistband of her panties. She tensed, her hands still pressed against
her chest, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and longing. But he didn’t
stop. Without warning, his hand slipped beneath the fabric, his palm
pressing against the soft, sensitive skin of her lower abdomen.
Isla’s breath hitched, a soft whimper escaping her lips as his fingers
ventured lower, exploring the warmth and wetness that awaited him.
His touch was firm, possessive, yet achingly tender, as if he knew
exactly how to unravel her. She tried to protest, her voice a faint,
trembling whisper, but Graham silenced her with a low, commanding
shush, his lips brushing against her ear.
“In a moment,” he murmured, his voice a deep, velvety growl that
sent shivers down her spine, “you’re going to calm down and tell me
how much you like this. I promise.”
She could feel the slickness between her thighs, the way her body
betrayed her, responding to his touch with a fervor she couldn’t
control. His index finger traced a slow, deliberate path along her folds, the sensation so intense it made her gasp. Her hips jerked involuntarily, seeking more of his touch, even as her mind struggled
to process the overwhelming pleasure.
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Graham’s breath was hot against her neck, his lips grazing her skin as
he whispered, “So wet for me already. You can’t hide how much you
want this, Isla. How much you want me.”
His finger continued its exploration, circling her entrance before
dipping inside, just enough to tease her. Isla’s hands fell away from
her chest, her fingers clutching at his shoulders as a moan tore from her throat. Her body was alight with sensation, every nerve ending screaming for more. She was utterly exposed, completely at his
mercy, and yet she felt no fear–only a desperate, aching need.
His finger pressed with more pressure, curling slightly to find that
spot inside her that made her cry out. Her nails dug into his
shoulders, her head falling back as waves of pleasure crashed over
her. She was lost in the sensation, her mind blank except for the feel
of his touch, the sound of his voice, the heat of his body against hers.
Then he waited and waited some more before doing it all over again.
This time he kept his touch light, his fingers barely grazing her sensitive folds, teasing her with the promise of more. The moment
his fingertips brushed against her, she cried out, her voice breaking as her head fell back, her neck exposed and vulnerable. Her eyes
fluttered shut, her lips parting in a silent gasp as pleasure coursed
through her. She was lost in the sensation, her hands gripping the
sheets beneath her, her body writhing under his touch.
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Taking advantage of her distraction, Graham moved quickly but
deliberately. His hands slid down her thighs, his fingers hooking into
the waistband of her panties. In one smooth motion, he rolled them
down her legs, tossing them aside without a second thought. His eyes
raked over her now fully exposed body, drinking in every detail–the
curve of her hips, the softness of her stomach, the way her thighs
trembled as she lay bare before him.
But first, he needed to be prepared. His hands moved to his discarded
pants, which lay in a heap on the floor beside the bed. He reached for
them, his fingers fumbling slightly in his haste as he searched for his
wallet. He needed the packet of condoms.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
