Her legs trembled beneath her as she grabbed Devan’s bare shoulders to keep herself from pitching forward. Her orgasm was shooting electrical shock waves through her as she realized his finger was still inside her. The feeling made her dizzy, his touch made her hypersensitive. When she finally opened her eyes and gazed down, Devan’s eyes were closed, his handsome face motionless as stone. He looked as if he was relishing her reaction from his touch. Luci wondered if she should be thinking about the attack. It had been looming in her thoughts just a short time before. But with Devan here, the memories faded. His touch was so gentle; it was the caress of a lover, erasing her attacker’s dirty touch. Devan’s midnight black hair fell in a sexy tumble onto his forehead as he licked his lips, and she knew it was from the taste of her. Need coiled again inside her. Slowly he pulled his finger free and met her gaze.
