feeling chillingly erotic. Out of habit, she’d waxed, leaving her bare in preparation for wearing a skating skirt again. It left her feeling vulnerable and aroused as Micah stroked over that sensitive naked skin.
Her fingers tightened in his hair, and she tried to close her eyes, but he stopped until she opened them again. “Please.” It was the only word she could get out of her mouth. Her brain and body were senseless and greedy, wanting nothing except Micah’s hands on her.
“Don’t close your eyes,” he insisted. “Watch me. Watch who is about to make you come.”
Like she could forget? Tessa shuddered when his fingers deftly delved between her saturated folds, the large digits exploring like they wanted every one of her secrets.
“Oh, God,” she whimpered, her body responding to every single movement he made.
There wasn’t a second of hesitation as he sought and found her clit, rolling over it again and again with his thumb as his fingers explored deeper.
Her breathing became ragged as he thrust a finger into her slick sheath, her muscles contracting around it as though they had a mind of their own.
“Yes. Please, Micah,” she cried as her hips moved and tried to grind against his hand.
“I’ll take care of you, Tessa,” he told her, her eyes still glued to his face. “Christ! You’re so tight, but so damn wet for me. You feel so fucking good.”
“I want you!” she screamed, almost unable to keep her eyes open and on his face.
“Good. Because I’ve wanted you ever since I first saw you.” His eyes were tumultuous as he drove her higher and higher.
If her mind was functional, she would have doubted his claim, but her body was in control, Micah playing it like a musical instrument that belonged to him.
She fell into the rapid rhythm of Micah retreating and entering her channel while he teased her clit mercilessly with his thumb.
Her belly fluttered and then the knot she’d been feeling there began to unfurl as he moved impossibly faster.
His eyes stayed glued intensely on her face, his expression determined. The carnal, heated look in his eyes made her come undone. Since she couldn’t hear, it made his stormy gaze so much hotter. There was only sight and sensation, and both combined were highly erotic.
Her climax washed over her body like waves in a turbulent, stormy sea, sending her body adrift while the pulsations of release seized her, pummeled her.
“Yes. Oh, God.” Her eyes closed as she shuddered with the aftermath of her climax.
She was trembling as Micah lowered his mouth and kissed any breath she had left right out of her body. Still, she kissed him back, trying to communicate every emotion she was feeling.
Finally, he wrapped both of his arms around her tightly as she became a panting mess in his embrace.
His unique, masculine scent filled her nostrils as she rested her head against his chest, completely spent. This man had rocked her world, and he hadn’t removed a single article of his own clothing.
He pulled her head back gently with her hair. “You looked so beautiful when you were coming, Tessa. You still do.”
She shook her head. “I’m a mess,” she admitted.
“I want you so damn much. But not here. Not like this.” He paused before asking, “Have you been with anyone recently? You’re so damn tight.”
Tessa wanted Micah so desperately that she considered lying, but she couldn’t. She liked him too much, owed him too much to not be honest. “I’ve haven’t been with anybody since I lost my hearing,” she confessed. “Before that, there was only one man.”
She watched as the expression on his face turned incredulous and then wary.
“That long?” he asked. “How? Why?”
Tessa shook her head. “I was barely twenty-one when I lost my hearing. I was engaged to a man I’d met while I was competing in the Olympics. He was older than me, and an important businessman. I think I was overwhelmed by his attention. Eventually, I figured out
Her fingers tightened in his hair, and she tried to close her eyes, but he stopped until she opened them again. “Please.” It was the only word she could get out of her mouth. Her brain and body were senseless and greedy, wanting nothing except Micah’s hands on her.
“Don’t close your eyes,” he insisted. “Watch me. Watch who is about to make you come.”
Like she could forget? Tessa shuddered when his fingers deftly delved between her saturated folds, the large digits exploring like they wanted every one of her secrets.
“Oh, God,” she whimpered, her body responding to every single movement he made.
There wasn’t a second of hesitation as he sought and found her clit, rolling over it again and again with his thumb as his fingers explored deeper.
Her breathing became ragged as he thrust a finger into her slick sheath, her muscles contracting around it as though they had a mind of their own.
“Yes. Please, Micah,” she cried as her hips moved and tried to grind against his hand.
“I’ll take care of you, Tessa,” he told her, her eyes still glued to his face. “Christ! You’re so tight, but so damn wet for me. You feel so fucking good.”
“I want you!” she screamed, almost unable to keep her eyes open and on his face.
“Good. Because I’ve wanted you ever since I first saw you.” His eyes were tumultuous as he drove her higher and higher.
If her mind was functional, she would have doubted his claim, but her body was in control, Micah playing it like a musical instrument that belonged to him.
She fell into the rapid rhythm of Micah retreating and entering her channel while he teased her clit mercilessly with his thumb.
Her belly fluttered and then the knot she’d been feeling there began to unfurl as he moved impossibly faster.
His eyes stayed glued intensely on her face, his expression determined. The carnal, heated look in his eyes made her come undone. Since she couldn’t hear, it made his stormy gaze so much hotter. There was only sight and sensation, and both combined were highly erotic.
Her climax washed over her body like waves in a turbulent, stormy sea, sending her body adrift while the pulsations of release seized her, pummeled her.
“Yes. Oh, God.” Her eyes closed as she shuddered with the aftermath of her climax.
She was trembling as Micah lowered his mouth and kissed any breath she had left right out of her body. Still, she kissed him back, trying to communicate every emotion she was feeling.
Finally, he wrapped both of his arms around her tightly as she became a panting mess in his embrace.
His unique, masculine scent filled her nostrils as she rested her head against his chest, completely spent. This man had rocked her world, and he hadn’t removed a single article of his own clothing.
He pulled her head back gently with her hair. “You looked so beautiful when you were coming, Tessa. You still do.”
She shook her head. “I’m a mess,” she admitted.
“I want you so damn much. But not here. Not like this.” He paused before asking, “Have you been with anyone recently? You’re so damn tight.”
Tessa wanted Micah so desperately that she considered lying, but she couldn’t. She liked him too much, owed him too much to not be honest. “I’ve haven’t been with anybody since I lost my hearing,” she confessed. “Before that, there was only one man.”
She watched as the expression on his face turned incredulous and then wary.
“That long?” he asked. “How? Why?”
Tessa shook her head. “I was barely twenty-one when I lost my hearing. I was engaged to a man I’d met while I was competing in the Olympics. He was older than me, and an important businessman. I think I was overwhelmed by his attention. Eventually, I figured out
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