If he really wanted to be egotistical about it, Sam would point out to himself that he was the first and only person to make her feel like this. And Cassie would be happy to feed that ego and point it out except her brain was mush, only able to concentrate on what he was making her feel.


Every new thing he did caused her to make small noises of surprise, which only increased to soft moans the more he worked at it. She felt something building inside of her and the hand that had stayed touching him moved to grip his hair in a wordless warning, but of what she wasn't exactly sure.