Obediently, greedily, her gaze dropped. The head of him was now glossy and slick with her juices. He eased just the tip into her before withdrawing, only to do it again. Hunger roared, the ache desperate.The air felt hot, it was hard to catch and draw into her lungs. Her head felt leaden. She wanted to lie back and be taken, to have him thrust as deep as he could go.

“Stefan…”

He couldn’t miss her need. “You okay?”

“Yes.” Oh, yes.

But he teased her more, entering just a ...