Nora's POV
My breath comes in ragged gasps, the world still spinning around me. Every nerve ending in my body feels electrified, my legs trembling beneath me like jelly.
"I think I might actually be paralyzed," I whisper, my voice hoarse from the intensity of what just happened.
James chuckles low in his throat, a predatory sound that sends another wave of heat through my already oversensitive body. His fingers trail down my thigh with deliberate slowness, finding their way to where I'm still throbbing and slick.
The moment his fingertips brush against my swollen clit, my entire body jolts like I've been struck by lightning. I try to form words of protest, but all that escapes is a breathless gasp.
He knows exactly what he's doing, playing my body like he's memorized every note that makes me sing. His touch is gentle but insistent, coaxing pleasure from me even when I think I have nothing left to give.
