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“You’re so wet, baby. I can see your desire soaking your underwear.”

I glance toward the closed door. “I’m not quiet. I don’t want anyone to hear us.”

His hand crept down to the waistband of my thong, ducking inside.

“Why don’t you let me worry about that. You just enjoy.”

His fingers grazed my clit, sending a shockwave of desire down my spine.

I gasped, “Ashu.”

“Are you watching us?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

I couldn’t keep my gaze away from us, even if I wanted to. He was so sure, so confident, so fucking sexy as hell.

He repeated the feathery touch, not going farther than the sensitive nub. He teased me until I closed my eyes and surrendered to his soft caress. He pushed a finger past my dipping cleft and into my aching core, making me gasp and writhe against him.

“Watch yourself, Tara. You are a goddess, a warrior, the siren who calls to me in my dreams. See what I see, when you come.”

I opened my lids and focused on my face. My cheeks were flushed and my eyes glazed. My chest heaved up and down within the constraints of my bra. My nipples rubbed against the lace fabric covering them, causing them to pebble tight. The front of my underwear that was soaked through with my arousal.

My fingers dug into his arm, holding on for dear life.

Ashur’s hand worked me underneath the material, pumping in and out, pressing at the sensitive area deep inside, and driving me crazy.

“Do you want to come, love?”

“Yes, Ashu. I… I… need. I’m dying.”

“No, you’re not. You’re about to shatter on my hand. Now let me see it.” He plunged another digit inside me to join the other.

My body bowed, loving the pleasure-pain of his thick fingers stretching me and working my sopping pussy.

I rode his fingers, my head thrashing back and forth. Just when my body couldn’t hold out any longer, I turned my face, gripped the back of his head, and captured his lips. My pussy contracted and then clamped down on his pistioning fingers. My orgasm took over, making my body shudder and shake. I clamped my eyes closed and cried out my pleasure into Ashur’s mouth as my release flooded his fingers in my cum. He continued his ministrations until he’d wrung the last of my release out of my spasming pussy.

I lost the ability to hold myself up and collapsed completely against Ashur, breaking our kiss. He held me to him, murmuring words I couldn’t really understand into my hair.

Slowly he slid out of my still-convulsing core. “Now, Mrs. Kumar. I believe we need to prepare ourselves for landing.”

I nodded but was unable to move. Even when Ashur reached to the side, grabbed a napkin, and cleaned his hand and my thighs.

“I love how wet you get for me. Like I said, there’s no hiding your need from me.”

I gave an incoherent hum and kept my eyes closed.

“I believe you’re orgasm drunk.” He kissed the top of my head.

Was there such a thing? Who cared? I couldn’t even muster the strength to stand on my feet.

Ashur kept me in his arms for a few minutes longer, letting my mind come back to reality.

“We need to go back, love.”

“Okay. Give me a second.”

I inhaled slow, long breaths until I could finally focus.

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