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His praise made her thighs clench around him. Sliding his finger to her entrance, he gently penetrated her. She was wet, her walls instantly soaking his fingertip. He’d forgotten how good, soft, and amazing a woman felt.
“Gorgeous Gwendoline,” he hummed before flicking his tongue against her clit.
Her whole body jerked at the sensation and right away she arched her hips closer to him. Looking up, he watched as she laid down, completely bare on his piano. In that moment he swore to himself he would paint her like this. Her spine arched, her breasts flattened on her chest, her eyes closed, and her lips slightly parted as moan after moan passed them.
His lips closed around her clit as he continued to move his finger, gently sucking her precious nerves. Her hips started circling and her hands shaking as she threaded his hair with her fingers. He wanted to please her more, needed to feel her walls even tighter around him, so he added a second finger. With his fingers working her core, his tongue applied more and more pressure, driving her closer to her climax. He’d forgotten how much he enjoyed pleasing a woman and had suppressed the urge to work her to her bliss. This now felt as if he was being reborn and with her climax, he would become a new man.
His tongue flicked harder against her clit while he sucked her harder into his mouth. Her moans turned into heavy panting as her body started to tremble. He added a third finger and dove back into her, his knuckles grinding against her with each thrust.
With one last flick of his tongue, her walls clenched around his fingers, her thighs squeezing his head between them. Her heart pumped so fast he was afraid it would burst. She reached her climax with a muffled scream. Looking up, he watched her as she pressed her lips together, her muscles contracting before she fell limp. Gently diving in and out of her and kissing her inner thighs, he let her ride out her orgasm.
This was the most alive he’d felt in years, and now that he’d tasted her lust, he would never be able to get enough of it. With her last wave of relief, he retreated his fingers and licked them clean just in time as her eyes fluttered open. She sat up and watched with eager eyes as he sucked his fingers.
“You taste fantastic.”
Her already rosy cheeks turned pink. She slipped off the piano and into his lap, straddling hips. Grabbing his hair, she pressed her lips to his. Although it was a passionate kiss there was even more relief and love within it.
Breaking the kiss she whispered, “Thank you for letting me be part of your life.”
“I would never want you anywhere else but here with me… with us.”
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Twenty-Four
Gwendoline
With her head on Amon’s shoulder, she soaked in the moment. Having him open up to her felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders. It was weird because it wasn’t even her own weight, but the pain of losing Marianna and the grief eating him up had become her own in some way. Now that he finally let her be part of him, she felt his pain ease.
“Would you like to eat?”
“Now?” she asked, unable to hide her disappointment.
“No, I can hold you as long as you like.”
“Just a little longer.”
“Anything you wish.”
“Don’t say such things. I might ask you to toss or burn my painting.”
His chest vibrated amused. “That I’ll never do.”
“Can you at least hang it up somewhere where I don’t see it?”
“That I can do.”
Nuzzling her face closer to his throat, she smiled. “Thank you.”
“Will you paint more though?”
“Maybe, but next time take all the dark colors away from me.”
He nodded and held her tighter.
When her stomach started growling, she sighed and sat up. “I guess I’ll go have dinner.”
Downstairs, Rayen and Silas joined them. She blushed slightly as they walked in, knowing that they had listened to Amon and her. As before, Rayen stood next to her ready to help while Silas and Amon watched from afar.
