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The way Seven shields my body with his, I know he'd protect me if we got that far. And by the way he's rocking into me and his hard erection, I don't see how this doesn't end without him inside of me.
The anxiety of not getting off and Seven thinking I'm broken scare me. Or worse, that because I don't get off from penetration, his ego will be hurt like Daniel's and then things between Seven and I will become awkward after tonight.
"Fuck, Brynn, I could reach down right now and get you off. Those thin little panties don't stand a chance," he says. "What am I allowed to do to you?"
I told myself that I wouldn't let fear stand in my way anymore. And maybe Sheridan is right and this is the chance I'm given to try with someone else.
"Yes," I say.
Seven reaches between us, his thick knuckles gliding over my inner thigh as he reaches down between my legs.
I feel the moment he pushes my cotton thong out of the way and then gently coats his fingers in the arousal he created.
The moment I feel the pads of his fingers push against my center; I sigh into our kiss.
"Jesus Christ, you're dripping wet," he says. "How long have you wanted this?"
I'm too embarrassed to admit that I've noticed Seven's perfect body since the moment he opened the front door.
"Since you broke into the shower to save me," I tell him, thinking about the scene I wrote between the lunch rush. It's the alternate version of how I would have seen that moment going if things between him and I had been different. I never thought this moment would happen, so I gave that fantasy to Colston and Leanne instead.
"Me too," he says. "I was hard all fucking night for you. That's why I left. But I'm not leaving this time," he says.
His admission has more hot heat coating his fingers as he works two fingers in and out of me.
I hold on tighter around his neck as my body begins to tingle in a way I haven't without a vibrator.
Oh God, is he doing what I think he's doing?
If I come on Seven's fingers, what will that mean for Daniel and me?
I'm scared to find out but more scared not to chase this orgasm and know if this is real.
"Keep going," I beg.
My thighs begin to squeeze against his wrist as I can feel my body getting closer and closer.
Everything Seven does is right. Every movement, every touch he gives me only increases the pleasure.
"Seven," I whimper.
He adjusts his hand, and his thumb presses against my clit. Now my body is starting to pulsate, and there's no hope of stopping it now.
Seven takes my bottom lips and bites down and then I come on his hand.
Whimpering out in ecstasy at the first man-made orgasm I’ve had in over eight years. It’s better than any of the silicone, vibrating ones I've had.
Seven eases his fingers out of me slowly and then pulls his hand up to his mouth and sucks me off my fingers.
"You taste as good as I thought you would."
I bite down on my lip to keep from squeaking out a response.
Daniel isn't a selfish lover, but he's never reveled in the way I taste, and since I don't get off from oral either, he stopped offering.
But just because I don't orgasm from it doesn't mean it doesn't feel good.
Seven wraps his arms around me to hold me against him, giving me time to come down from euphoria.
