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The new touch of his fingers sent a shock of fire throughout her body, a shuddering moan escaping as he parted her legs a little for him to have better access. While she had thought his hand on her breast had been an amazing feeling, it had been nothing compared to something of this caliber. She hoped this is what she had been doing for him, since it felt absolutely amazing. No one had ever come close to touching her like this, and in the back of her mind, the rational part that was not actually working properly right then, Princess knew her mother had been very wrong. This was not a bad thing, and it was not gross, and neither was Haven. He was completely amazing to look at, and what he was doing. . . Well, anyone who considered it "gross" was basically insane.
"Yes,"
she breathed, using the hand that was not occupied with his manhood to pull herself closer to him.
"Oh god, yes. . . I want more," she added, the last word a drawn out moan in response to hwat he was doing to her. She lifted herself on the back of her elbows, using them to move further onto the bed so that not all of her legs were off the bed, pulling her muscular and utterly sexy companion with her with gentle tugs, playful and needy all at once. This experience was completely new to her, and she did not know what she was supposed to do next, but she had a basic idea. Her body was practically aching with the need for him. Initiation had never been her strong point, but with how she was feeling, Haven must have felt the same; his physical reaction to her touch was enough to tell her that, but she wanted and needed so much more than what was happening. She wanted it all.
