Welcome to #SixSunday! And Happy New Year!
This is in the heroine’s POV and they’ve now moved up to her hotel suite. We’re picking up several sentences from where we left off last week. He came back from getting bottles of beer and hovered behind her, and she leaned against him:
His fingers lightly brushed her now-hard nipple then gave it a gentle pinch through her shirt. She couldn’t help it, she moaned. His other arm wrapped around and held her tighter, pressing the cold beer bottles against her belly. She jolted and slumped against him, shaking from the cool sensation. He groaned again, gently nibbling her earlobe and lowering the closest bottle, stroking it against her core.
Oh God, she was going to combust right there on the spot–Yep.
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