Chapter 217

Evelina

His fingers danced along my slick folds, applying just enough pressure to make me arch my back, seeking more contact. The deliberate slowness of his movements was exquisite torture, each careful stroke bringing me to the edge without letting me fall over.

"Please," I whispered, my hips lifting off the table.

Alaric's eyes darkened. "Please what, Evelina?"

"More," I gasped as his thumb bare