Chapter 30

His fingers slid to her center, already wet. His skilled fingers massaged her with a torturous slowness, sending a shiver through her that made her arch her back.

“Ahh…” The moan escaped before she could stop it.

“I barely touched you, darling…” Augusto growled, but the words died in his throat when he found the right spot: that swollen knot, pulsing beneath his fingers. She shuddered, a breath caught on her lips, and he knew exactly what to do.

He gave her all the pleasure she was a