Bianca’s POV “My fingers or…?”I said nothing, staring.He smiled. “I’ll choose for you.”Then, he was inserting one finger deep into my wet cunt, teasing my entrance. My back arched off the bed as a moan left my lips.“Someone likes that,” he said in a whisper before he doubled the inserted finger.I purred softly.His finger kept up that teasing rhythm—half in, half out, watching me squirm till I almost couldn't take what he was doing anymore.“Logan, please.” I begged, my hunger getting the best of me. “Please what? You have to be very specific Luna when you're asking for something.” I swallowed, my throat dry, as I struggled with the right words. “Please... fuck me.”He murmured gently. “Not yet. But we'll get into that soon, beautiful.”He pushed a second finger inside me. The stretch made my eyes roll back, a sharp gasp slipping past my lips and he curled them, finding that spot that made my hips jump off the bed.“There she is,” he murmured, watching my face. His fingers
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