Burnin' Up Memphis: Firehouse 69, Book 1 (2014) - Plot & Excerpts
“I’m done. Baked to the center. All gooey goodness.” He grabbed her hand and forced it between her legs to swipe her wet folds again, then he brought her fingers to his mouth. He took them all inside, sucking so hard she felt the pull all the way to her toes, sympathy pulses that tugged at her core. And while he sucked her fingers, he thrust two digits into her, swirling deep and bringing down moisture. When he pulled them free, she cried out. He lifted her thighs, forced her knees straight and bent them to drape over his shoulders. He traced a damp finger past her pussy to her smaller entrance. He circled a finger around and around, and she forced herself not to tighten in rejection. She’d had enough teasing, enough intimate caresses. She was aroused already. So tightly wound she could scream. She would if he entered her there. She couldn’t help glancing down between their bodies to where his fingers played.
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