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Every inch stretched me until his hips finally settled against my ass.

“Lachlan,” I begged. He had no idea just how needy I was.

“I’ve got you.”

He withdrew at the same leisurely pace, then pushed back in.

No urgency.

No frantic need.

His body surrounded mine as he took his damn sweet time fucking me—and I loved it.

Loved being wrapped up in him while he controlled every movement.

His mouth wandered from my shoulder to my neck, dropping soft kisses along the way until his hips suddenly stopped.

I made an unhappy sound.

“Behave, Mouse. I’m getting something for you.”

Lachlan stretched an arm behind him, tugged open the nightstand drawer, pulled out something I couldn’t see, and pushed the drawer closed again.

“What are you doing?”

“You’ll see.”

He pushed slowly into me again, filling me completely before his mouth settled near my ear.

“But while I decide what I’m going to do with you, I want you to show me something.”

“What?”

His fingers skimmed down my arm until they reached my wrist.

“How you touch yourself when I’m not here.”

I went still.

His lips nipped at my ear. “Do you rub this pretty clit until you’re soaked? Slip your fingers inside yourself? Use toys to make yourself come?”

Heat rushed into my face.

“Lachlan.”

He chuckled again. “What? I want to know what my Mouse does when she gets horny, and I’m not around to take care of her.”

Oh my Lord, this man was so demanding.

His fingers loosely circled my wrist, but he didn’t move my hand for me.

“So show me,” he murmured. “Touch yourself exactly the way you do when you’re alone. And tell me what you think about while you’re doing it.”

My hand glided down my stomach.

“That’s my girl.”

His hand moved to my breast, his thumb teasing my nipple as I began touching myself the way I liked best.