SOREN
Her body responded to my voice before I even touched her again.
I felt it... the way fresh wetness gathered between her thighs, slick and hot against my fingers that were still barely teasing her entrance.
The way her inner walls clenched around nothing, eager, desperate for something to fill them. The way her breathing hitched with every word I spoke, as though my voice alone could bring her pleasure.
It was intoxicating.
More than that... it was confirmation of everything I'd suspected, everything I'd hoped for during the weeks we'd traveled together. That beneath her careful control and strategic distance, beneath all her talk about contracts and arrangements, she wanted this as much as I did.
Wanted me as much as I wanted her.
