Page 51 of With this Ring

His precious little Petal had enjoyed her light, tiny spank.

He placed the damp fingers on her clit. After teasing her, he lowered his hand. “Play with yourself.”

As if her closed eyes weren’t enough, she turned her head to one side.

For now, he’d allow her a slight bit of modesty.

Gently, she stroked her clit, jerking a little bit as she did.

“That’s it. Keep going.”

Softly moaning, she continued.

Gregorio’s cock throbbed, and his pulse pounded in his ears. A single touch would make him explode. “That spank makes the sensations so much more intense, doesn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“Relax for me.”

Sasha moved her shoulders, sinking deeper into the mattress, and as she did so, she seemed to lose some of her inhibitions.

Her motions quickened, making her clit swell even more. “So perfect.”So damn beautiful.

He sucked in a breath at the sight of her touching herself.

Sasha gasped, her body trembling and shaking.“Gregorio!I need…”

Her movements increased, showing how close she was to the edge. “You may come, Petal. Any time.”

Her body tensed, and a fierce furrow buried itself between her eyebrows.

She clenched her free hand into a tight fist. But he was having none of that. “Pinch your nipples.”

Though she tensed, she cupped one of her breasts.

He could start and end every day watching her get herself off.

Her breaths came in desperate, tiny bursts. Frantically, she lifted her hips to rub herself against her hand.

Needing to be part of this, he slid his fingers inside her tight pussy.

She screamed, jerking and shaking as she clenched around him.

Wanting her to ride the climax as long as she could, he continued on until finally she shuddered, and her body went limp.

Sasha, his Petal, had been worth the wait.

Slowly, she blinked open her eyes. A sensual haze glazed their green depths, proving how much she enjoyed the experience. Maybe, just maybe, as much as he had.

“You…” She swallowed. “No one… I mean, I’ve never experienced anything like that. Like you.”

As far as he was concerned, he was her last. No one else would be allowed to touch her. “We’re perfect together.” He eased his fingers from inside her, then brushed the dampness across her mouth. “Lick it off,” he instructed. “Taste yourself.”

Tentatively, she traced her upper lip with the tip of her tongue.

“I love the way you come for me.”

Meeting his gaze, she said, “You’re a generous lover.”

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