INDY He let me adjust to his length, but it seemed my body still remembered the mold of him. His breath feathered against my temple. “You’re the star today,” he rumbled, his fingers tracing a lazy path along my hipbone. “Tell me what you want to do.” I lay there, my heart racing in my chest, and wondered what I wanted to do.My gaze drifted over the strong line of his jaw, the intensity in his eyes that promised both love and pleasure. A shy smile stretched across my lips. I always wanted to do something like this.“I want to ride you,” I whispered, the words a soft confession. “I want to feel every inch of you, deep inside me, until I can’t think straight.”He seemed shocked for a second, then a low chuckle vibrated through his chest, a sound that sent shivers down my spine. “Is that so?” His hands slid to my waist, his thumbs pressing into the soft skin. “Then climb aboard.”My heart hammered with anticipation. With a soft gasp, I pushed myself up, straddling his hips. The shift
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