She watched as Henry moved her fingers into his mouth to suck on them, and Gabriella knew she'd stopped breathing at that moment. The smile, the softness... the gesture itself melted her heart.
At that moment, she really felt like a groupie completely obsessed with Henry Tudor.
Gabriella nodded at his first question, then nodded again at his second one. But his movements inside of her? She had died and gone to heaven. Her mouth was open, her eyes were half-shut, and she'd started making little noises that didn't sound like her at all.
"Oh God," was all Gabriella managed to get out, as her hips tried to meet his but not in the way she normally did. It was the game, after all, and she didn't want to ruin it. She took the fingers he'd licked and touched them to her lips softly, as her whole body began to shudder already.