CHAPTER 15

A thick talented finger was stroking in and out of her while sharp teeth nibbled on the back of her shoulder. The thrusts were shallow, leisurely,

teasing. She squirmed and tried impaling herself further but the finger withdrew a warning. She moaned her frustration. A low, wicked chuckle

was her response and then two fingers plunged inside her and her next moan was of sheer bliss.

Ordinarily Danica wasn’t a huge fan of finger-fucking, but these fingers were extremely clever, hitting all the right nerves with unerring accuracy as if they knew just how to play her body. If they would only pick up speed.

Oh, and then they did. The teeth stopped grazing her shoulder as that hot mouth drifted to her ear and a tongue swirled inside the shell.

"Come for me, Danica." The whisper was hoarse and filled with authority. "I want to feel you come all over my fingers."