Warning: This chapter contains intense adult intimacy and sensual graphic detail. Recommended for mature readers only.
When he leaned back, his gaze dropped to her trembling body again, and his touch returned, slow, deliberate, and knowing. His hand cupped her p*ssy again, and Bella's breath hitched so sharply that her whole body arched off the bed.
Her reaction pushed the air out of him too. His breathing turned heavier and deeper, his chest rising against hers with a hunger he could no longer hide.
"Relax…" he whispered, brushing his thumb over her in a way that sent warmth spiraling up her spine. "Let me feel you."
Bella whimpered, the sound soft and broken, and he kissed her knee, her thigh, her stomach, anywhere he could reach while keeping her trembling under his touch.
