Chapter 39

A whisper of wind hit high on my thigh as my bikini briefs floated to the ground in a scrap of lace. Fuck me, he'd cut them off with one of his finger blades. My knees wobbled. Cool air cascaded over my very flushed nether regions.

Rohan knocked his knee between my legs, nudging them wider. Then he crooked a bladeless finger inside me, rotating it as he thrust it in and out.

I rose onto tiptoes, my stilettos not providing enough height on their own to let him hit my sweet spot deep inside. My legs shook and my feet barely touched the ground. Every cell hummed in greedy delight.

"Rohan." The gasp of his name was almost a plea. I was coming undone in his hands.

"Say my name like that again." His voice was hard. Not a problem, since his name was the only thing I was capable of saying right now. I complied.

He swore and leaned away from me. I was about to voice a complaint but then a rip of foil cut through the silence.