Scarlet POV
He moves me again, slow and smooth, tilting me into place and pulling me down with exact control. It hits the spot again, that deep, aching place, and this time I cry out, my head dropping forward.
Liam curses beneath me, breathless. “f**k, that—”
Zain’s voice cuts through, calm but with that quiet authority that makes my stomach tighten. “Now you try. Same angle. Don’t rush. Just roll forward and sink.”
I do it again, slower, more focused, following the path his hands laid into my muscles. And this time, I feel it, the pressure, the stretch, the burn of being filled just right. I hear Liam’s breath stutter, and it’s everything I need.
“That’s it,” Zain says behind me, his voice soft with approval. “You’re starting to feel how to use him, not just ride him.”
I shiver.
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