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“Enlightenment, huh? His hands didn’t stop. A trail of dark hair led from his navel downward, disappearing beneath the waistband of his jeans. “You’re so wet… so ready for me.”
Laura’s head fell back against the couch cushions, a moan slipping free as his fingers circled her clit, sending jolts of pleasure radiating outwards. Laura lifted her hips to help him, her face flushed, her body aching for what came next. “I got this for you. Her body felt alive, every nerve ending on fire, and all she could think about was how much she wanted him. She’d held onto that moment, replaying it in her mind during the long nights when the emptiness of the house pressed in on her. Together? Her grown son. But the thought dissolved almost instantly, drowned out by the overwhelming need coursing through her veins. “The… connection?”
“Yes,” she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper.