A Gift from the Goddess
…A motion that stole another moan from my lips as I felt his fingers move, relishing in the small reprieve granted by his touch.
“Kieran…,” I sighed in pleasure.
His free arm had wrapped around my torso, holding me in place. Though, more accurately, it was supporting my weight, now not entirely sure if I could even remember how to stand.
But it was as I spoke that he instantly became encouraged. His actions sped up, his fingers somehow knowing exactly what I needed without having to tell him. An ability that made me start to think that perhaps it *was* possible for a God to exist, because how else could he be so good at doing this to me? Hell, I could see myself subscribing to that religion
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