Fifteen minutes later Zuri lay sprawled on the bed, half-naked and gasping for air.
Luke had taken his time exploring every soft, heated inch of her, moving through each stage of teasing without ever touching the place she needed him most.
He had already wrung three hard orgasms from her using only her breasts. She was so sensitive that the lightest drag of his fingers across her swollen nipples had been enough to make her shake and spill again and again.
Yet he could feel the deeper itch still growing. The restless way her hips kept rolling and pressing into the sheets told him exactly what her body craved.
Still, he would not touch her there unless she asked for it out loud.
"I believe this should be enough for now," he said, wiping his slick hands on the sheets.
Zuri's head snapped toward him, panic flashing in her glassy eyes. "Wait. Are you leaving? You said it would take time for me to release all the stress."
