"Open your legs," Nico ordered in a deep voice.
She obeyed instantly, a ragged gasp escaping from her throat as she let her knees fall apart.
Nico slid his right hand under the silk dress, bypassing the fabric of her underwear completely, and found her absolutely drenched.
The second his long, rough fingers made contact with her swollen core, Mara shrieked; a high, sharp sound of pure shock and pleasure left her, followed by a sharp intake of breath. "Yess… yess."
Nico didn't hold back; he gave her the intense stimulation the drug required, pushing his deep, relentless fingers inside her while pressing his thumb hard against the hyper-sensitive nerves at her center.
Mara's back arched off the seat like a drawn bow. Her nails dug into his restraining hand, her head thrashing wildly against the leather.
"Yes," she sobbed, her hips bucking up to meet his violent rhythm. "Please, God, Nico…"
