DEVIN
He gripped my hips, as if he was contemplating something, but soon made their way up, his thumb circling my skin.
“Devin…” I sighed his name - the Devil’s name - when he trailed open wet kisses on my jaw. Nipping, licking, until he reached that spot on my neck that had me moaning for more.
His hands rest under my breast, teasing me. I want him to touch me where it’s heavy, my erect nipples yearning for his thumb, his fingers, his mouth.
“Please... Devin…” he answered me with a grunt, as if hearing me say his name was enough for him to lose his mind.
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