"I know what you need." His voice was rough with his own need. "Come for me, Prue. Let me feel it. Show me how much you want this… how much you need me."

His fingers curled inside her, hitting that spot that made her see stars. His thumb pressed harder on her clit. And she shattered, her orgasm ripping through her with such force her knees buckled. He caught her, held her up with one arm around her waist, his fingers still working her through every pulse and flutter.

"That's it," he ...