Her hands scramble for purchase, finally coming up with fistfuls of the bedsheets when his fingers delve between her legs, exploring and sure in the same instant.
"What're you going to do about it, Castle?" she whispers, rocking against his hand. Her want is evident, renewed, and suddenly she needs this more than ever.
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"What're you going to do about it, Castle?" she whispers, rocking against his hand. Her want is evident, renewed, and suddenly she needs this more than ever.