His hand slid between her legs then and went straight to the place that was throbbing like a heartbeat. And then he started to give her the gentlest, most teasing rub. Oh, sweet Lord, that felt good. Oh, God, she needed more, she needed more, she needed—
“You’re so wet, Caro. I love that you’re wet for me. What a good, good girl you are, to be so very wet just for me. I’m going to have to reward you.” But he kept his hand maddeningly slow.
“Henry!” she cried. “Oh, God, I’m so close. I want to come. Please, I want to come, I—”
“Is this what you need, darling?” he asked, increasing the pace of his fingers the tiniest fraction.
But Caro couldn’t answer, because suddenly she was right on the edge, she was right on the edge, and if he would just give her a little bit more, she would… she wo
