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I wasn’t prepared for him to lay me down softly. He stood back up and his dark eyes seemed darker as he crawled over me, peppering me with kisses. When he covered my body, he lookeddown into my eyes and his hoarse voice gripped my heart.
“My mother has no place with me. You. Or our boys.”
“I’m sorry.” My eyes burned with unshed tears. “I shouldn’t have let the past taint my opinion.”
Leaning down, his nose caressed my cheek. “No, you had every right to. I let you down, and I didn’t fight for you when I should’ve. But that’s over.”
“Henry.” I pressed a kiss to his cheek and his lips moved to claim mine.
His thumb stroked my cheek and the tip of his tongue traced the seam of my lips, requesting access. With a soft sigh, I let my lips part, giving him access so our tongues could dance together.
Every kiss before this one had been rushed, frantic, and clumsy. This kiss was slow, tender, and had purpose. With a wiggle of his hips, I spread my legs wider for him to settle between my thighs.
Our bodies moved together, teasing each other with caresses and he shivered as I drug my nails lightly over his skin making him lift his head from mine and moan.
“Mm, I love feeling you scratch me.” His hand moved down between my legs and slid his fingers into my wetness.
“Oh, God! Henry!” He pumped his fingers in and out, rubbing his palm against my clit.
“So wet.” He groaned. “I’ve been thinking about you naked for days.”
“Have you?” I teased, peppering small kisses all over his face.
“My sweet Miranda, thoughts of you have kept me busy and sane for a long time.” His free hand brushed the hair from my face. “I wasn’t done kissing you.”
His lips covered mine in another kiss, and he didn’t wait for permission this time as he assaulted my mouth.
If this is how he kisses, what would it feel like to have his face buried in my pussy?
I ached to feel him inside me again, and pulling my lips away, his name came out in a breath. “Henry.”
He moved his kisses down my chin, licking my neck, and moved further down to my breasts. His mouth was hot as he captured a nipple and teased it with his tongue.
He plucked at the other one with his fingers, making it hard before trading places with his mouth.
I arched my back, pushing my breast into his face with a moan, and felt his rumbling moan course through me before he lifted his head.
“I like making you moan.” He gently bit my nipple, smiling as I arched again.
“You seem to be rather good at it”
Adjusting to his side, he moved his wet hand to my hip, rolling me to face him. His warm lips pressing kisses from the top of my head down the side of my face to my neck. Then he nuzzled me before opening his mouth to lick and suckle my nape.
My left hand is busy playing in his hair, while my right hand slid down his chest, over his ribs to his back where my short nails scratched lightly and dug in.
“Henry.” I whispered against his chest, missing the feel of his fingers.
“This is my new favorite time of day, Miranda. Here in bed with you making out.” He moaned and moved my leg over his hip before pushing his fingers deep inside my pussy. “I want to taste you. You can decide if you want to lie back on the bed or ride my face.”
“Damn, Henry. Right to it.”
He pumped his fingers faster, stroking me in a way that made my body tremble uncontrollably.
“You decide.” I gasped, not able to stop my hips from riding his hand.
“Get on my face.” His voice was deep and husky and right now I would rob a bank if this man told me to.
He pulled his hand from my pussy and I quickly shed my nerves from never doing this before.
