The air between them was electric. Brynne couldn’t help the frantic beating of her heart as he lowered his face and embedded himself between her legs.
“F*cking hell! You’re soaking.” His fingers and mouth worked in tandem on her glistening se*.
Brynne fisted her hands in his hair to get a grip on her senses. She could feel a desperation in his behavior tonight. It seemed as if he couldn’t get enough of her. “Oh!” she panted as Luke continued to circle and tease her cl*t, the sound of her arousal hanging in the air. Her body already seemed to know how to respond to him. She was on the brink of a release when he pulled his fingers out and raised his head to wink at her.
“What the f*ck, Luke?” She was mad at him. Feeling frustrated, she wanted to punish him, but she flopped back on the
