I just want you not to stop what you were going to do.— Look at me — he asks hoarsely, in a tone that leaves me completely shivering with desire. — Look at me and I'll know I'm not hurting you.I nod, so does the wolf, so it's as if some kind of deal was reached between us.His hand returns to my leg.It takes all my willpower not to close my eyes.I bite my lips, look at his wounded ones, and have the almost irresistible urge to lick them, but I stay where I am. I squeeze the sheets with my hands and spread my legs further apart.Miguel's hand finds my sacred parts.The brushing is hard, a little clumsy, and yet delicious.He runs his knuckles through the soft, wet, warm folds, and we make similar noises. Our faces very close.I push my hips up against his hand and get even better friction.I think I'm smiling. I feel smiling.The relief is like a cool breeze in my belly.It's delicious.I definitely liked that.- Like this? — Miguel asks low and hoarse, with his deep voice that mak
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