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Chapter 40. Bella POV
When I'd enjoyed the roughness of his hands on my arms the other night I had no idea what it felt like to touch me at my most intimate places. Slowly he massages his palm deep inside me and I found myself lifting my leg a little higher, arching my back into his torso.
He was so gentle it was torturous. Slow sweeping motions against my aching clit with those rough fingers were sending explosions up and down my body. My head was on his other arm as a pillow and I found myself nuzzling into it to stop myself headbutting him with my twitches.
He toyed with me for some time, like I had done to him watching me rise and fall on the crest of a wave. I placed my free arm behind and grabbed his hair, pulling his face near my shoulder. I had imagined grabbing that hair many times now. I would never have guessed it would happen with me panting into his arm whilst his hand explored me.
"Bella, you're so wet," he murmured and started planting kisses along my neck making me
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