ISABELLA'S POV My fingers slipped in between my legs, and I could feel the wetness immediately.I wanted to chuckle at how I ran home just to do this. But I couldn't be blamed either. He was making it hard to even live with myself. Elion was making it hard not to touch him. I wanted to feel his fingers on my skin the way the heat of his palm practically burned into my skin when he held my waist. I ran my hands through my clit, closing my eyes as I imagined it to be Elion. “Elion,” I whispered, slipping a finger in. My back arched off the bed, and slipped a second finger in, immediately putting a hand over my mouth, with my eyes closed as I thrusted in and out, according to the pace that I wanted. “More, please,” I begged no one in particular. I could feel it, I was so close. I bit my lower lip so hard that it almost bled. My toes curled, and I could feel myself come. “Elion,” I whispered. “I like how you say my name,” I heard someone say, and I got up immediately. I covered m
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