Chapter 178

• Beverly
• Fitz leaned back slightly, just enough to put his free hand on my lower belly, pressing down firmly. Like most things, I didn’t understand it at first until he crooked his fingers again and the sensation of it was amplified tenfold.
• I let out a wail and he swallowed it hungrily, both of his hands roughly pushing me over my edge. And it was as I was coming that I realized that I was made for Fitz in a way many women weren’t.