ELARAHe was giving me too much and at the same time, he was giving me too little.His mouth reached the top of my ribs, patient, reverent, as if he had all night and meant to spend every minute of it here.I didn't have all night. I had a restlessness building under my skin that made his careful pace unbearable."Alaric." I caught his hand and pressed his palm flat to my breast, over the shirt. “ You are being gentle again."His eyes came up to mine, dark and waiting."I want to feel you." I murmured.He didn't ask twice. His fingers curled into the neckline of my shirt, and the fabric tore down the middle with a sound that made my breath hitch.Cool air hit my skin, and his mouth was there before I could gasp, hot and hungry, closing over my nipple.I arched into him, fingers knotting in his hair. He sucked until I was shaking, tongue working the peak while his hand kneaded the other breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers until I was making sounds I didn't recognize."More,"
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