Losts With Twelve Sins

Chapter 46

He was breathing just as heavily. As he stayed focused on her, his fingers separated her folds and found the heart of her. She gave a responsive jerk and was lacerated by his territorial look.

His eyes flared at her easy response. Then, he sank a finger into her wet sheath.

"Oh my God." She cried out. A hot, pulsing ache built in the pit of her stomach.

His eyes were intent, compelling, heated, and her tummy flipped wildly as his attention remained one hundred percent absorbed on her face.

He pumped his finger in and out of her in long strokes, and her breath caught in her throat. He twirled his finger inside her tight channel and pushed against her clit with the palm of his hand, he saw her suck in a breath and then tighten her arms around his neck.

He felt her reaction like an arrow of need straight to his groin, his head lowered and their kiss exploded.

She began licking and sucking at his tongue in mindless desperation. He added another thick finger inside her, taking her in a