Selene POV
His palm dragged down my body, tracing the curve of my waist before stopping at my navel. My stomach clenched hard. Heat flooded between my thighs, slick and shameful, soaking the thin fabric still clinging to me.
He must have seen the flicker of raw desire in my eyes.
Still kissing me like he owned every breath I took, his thumb pressed firmly over my c**t through the last scrap of cloth. Then two thick fingers shoved my panties aside and drove deep inside me in one ruthless stroke.
My p***y clenched violently around the sudden invasion. My legs snapped shut, trapping his hand between my thighs as uncontrollable tremors ripped through me.
And through his pants, I felt it—his massive, rock-hard c**k grinding against my hip, burning hot and throbbing with barely leashed need
