Warning: R-18
"Take it all, bunny," he commanded, his voice a rough, heated whisper against her damp skin. He lifted his head just enough for her to see the faint, possessive smirk playing on his lips. His finger never stopped its intimate, knowing work, curling and stroking deep inside her with a rhythm that stole the very breath from her lungs.
Bella's vision swam, his face a beautiful, blurred image above her. An intense, electric tingling had taken over her entire body, a current of pure sensation that short-circuited every thought. Her mind was blank, white noise and static, consumed by the feeling he was coaxing from her very core.
