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Fuck yes.

His eyes stay on me, studying my reactions. I nod.

He drags his fingers over me, teasing my sex. "Damn, you're already wet."

I let out a groan.

Miles slides one finger inside me. I take a deep breath. It's intense, but I can handle it.

Then he slides another finger inside me.

I bite my lip. I tug at his hair. He's slow about sliding his fingers deeper. Deeper.

I don't care how much he'll brag when we're finished. This feels too good. I have to groan.

I arch my back to push his fingers deeper. It's different, having his fingers inside me, but it's a very good different.

I want more than his fingers.

I want him inside me.

Miles brings his lips to mine. He kisses with intent. Damn, his kiss is hot, aggressive.

Little by little, he moves deeper, faster, harder.

Pleasure spreads through my thighs. I'm almost there.

But the worst thing imaginable happens.

The phone rings.

It's not my ringtone. It must be him.

He groans with pleasure. "Ignore it."

He slides his thumb over my clit.

Sensation overwhelms me. The knot of pressure is damn intense. It's better than anything I've ever felt before.

But that stupid phone is still ringing.

That voice inside my head is screaming. What if it's important? What if someone needs you and you're too late, again?

My body tenses.

Miles pulls his hand back to his side. His posture changes, as tense as mine. "You okay?"

I shake my head. "The phone. You should get it."

"You're about to come, and you'd prefer I use my hands to answer the phone?"

I nod. "Do you doubt your ability to get me back here?"

"No, but I'm going to scream if I'm not inside you soon."

The air escapes my lungs. God, that sounds amazing. But not if something is wrong. Not if someone needs us.

He pushes off the bed with a heavy sigh. This is as painful for him as it is for me.


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