Eleanor moaned softly as Caine gently caressed her. He peppered kisses along the back of her neck and shoulder, sending tingles of pleasure through her entire body. She didn’t remember exactly when he started touching her like this when they lay together, but it had become routine.
Like every night, he said, “If you want me to stop, just say the word. I’ll stop.”
He said that but the urge to make him stop hadn’t crossed her mind like she thought it would. It was strange. When Caine first confessed his feelings, she had been adamant that she wouldn’t be able to be intimate with him. He said he was all right with taking it slow and he had. It started with a chaste kiss here and there, holding her while they slept. Now, he gently caressed her curves, slowly teasing her pleasure.
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