The words tumbled out, raw and unfiltered. Emily felt a flush creep up her neck, a mix of arousal and vulnerability. She'd never been this exposed, this honest about her desires before. It was terrifying and intoxicating all at once.
Lucas growled low in his throat, the sound sending a shiver down Emily's spine. His hand tightened on her hip, possessive. "That's my good girl," he murmured. "So eager to please."
Emily's mind raced. What did he have planned? How much further could he push her? She was already trembling, her body hypersensitive to every touch. But she meant what she said - she'd take anything he gave her, and beg for more.
Lucas' hand glided between Emily's thighs, his fingers grazing her slick folds. He slowly pushed just the tip of one finger inside her, and Emily cried
