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Moving one of my hands to where she was holding her breasts, I grabbed at her wrists and moved her resisting arms away from her body as I laid her down on the bed.
Resting our hands above her head, I brushed my lips against her softly, and asked, “Where’d my fearless girl go?”
Her lips trembled against mine when she responded. “Its one thing to start it—and to feel confident. Its another when there’s nothing to hide behind anymore.”
I moved back enough to look into her eyes, and shook my head softly. “Don’t hide yourself with me. Do you know how beautiful you are?”
Kissing her until I felt her body begin to relax under mine, I slowly moved down her neck and chest until I reached the swell of her breast. With the hand still on her knee, I ran it up her thigh, taking her short and loose skirt with me, until I was gripping her hip through the bunched-up material. Pulling one of her nipples into my mouth, I smiled against her when her back arched and her fingers gripped my hand—just like she’d done when we’d been in my studio.
Sitting back on my knees, I moved down her breast and over to the other to pay the same attention, and released her hip to let my fingers trail under the part of the skirt that was still covering her. I moved over the insides of her legs, and the top of her underwear, but never closer until she started restlessly moving on the bed.
“Coen, please.”
Grabbing the lace covering her, I pulled it down, and over her legs—letting her move them the rest of the way off as I trailed my fingers over her wet heat. Reagan pressed against my hand and moaned when I made teasing circles against her clit.
“Let me touch you,” she pleaded as she tried to free her arms.
The second I released her, she was pulling on my shirt, and unbuttoning my pants as soon as the shirt hit the floor. I laughed against her frustrated whimper when she couldn’t move my pants down, and stood off the bed for a second to rid myself of them and the boxer briefs. Her eyes widened as they moved over my body, and something in me halted when I removed her skirt.
“Reagan.” I said her name like a prayer, and my hands trailed over her as I came to rest between her legs again. “You’re fucking perfection.”
Her eyes met mine, and a slow smile crossed her flushed face. Bringing one hand to the back of my neck, she pulled me toward her, meeting me halfway, and pressed her lips to mine. Pushing two fingers inside her, I swallowed her moans as I laid her back on the bed.
“You’re perfection . . . and you’re mine,” I mumbled against her lips.
She smiled, but it fell into a look I knew I never wanted to forget as I teased her clit and moved my fingers inside her. Her head dropped back on the mattress, and her body arched against mine as she ground her hips into my hand. When she began tightening around me, I removed my fingers, and just as she started to protest the loss of them, pushed into her as I quickened my pace on her clit.
Her eyes widened and a sharp cry left her mouth as her orgasm tore through her body, and I stilled as I felt her simultaneously stretching, and tightening and trembling around my cock.
“Coen! Oh God!”
I smiled against her neck before nipping on it gently, and gripping her hip as I began moving inside her. Her legs wrapped around my back as her body continued to tremble, and a moan left her when I bent to pull one of her nipples into my mouth again. She dug her nails into my back and gasped as I raked my teeth over her nipple before sucking it back into my mouth.
“Too hard?” I asked against her soft skin.
“No,” she said breathlessly. “Don’t stop.”
I pushed harder into her as I licked and sucked on her nipple, before b
iting down and raking my teeth over it. Each time she’d clench around my cock, and each time she’d whimper when I licked it once more before blowing cool air on it and moving to the next one.
“Oh God. I think . . .”
Moving so I was on my knees and resting on one of my elbows, I moved my hand down to where our bodies were joined, and the next time I bit down on her nipple, I pinched her clit—and her body exploded around mine. Reagan screamed, and I moved my hand away to cover her mouth as I rode her through her orgasm. Her eyes locked on mine as she continued to moan against my hand, and her fingers dug so hard into my back that I had no doubt I’d have marks when I stilled above her as my release came.
Her breathing was ragged, and soft whimpers were sounding in her chest when I removed my hand, but the most beautiful smile crossed her face.
“Are you okay?” I asked roughly as I held my body above hers.
She looked at me for long seconds before finally nodding, her smile somehow softening into a look even more beautiful. “More than okay.”
I breathed a sigh of relief and pressed my mouth to hers twice before backing up enough to look into her eyes. “I’m sorry for cov—”
“Don’t, I know why you did,” she said as understanding crossed her face. “But I wouldn’t stop you from doing that even if he wasn’t here.”
My face fell, and somehow, impossibly, I was ready to go again. “You will be the death of me, Reagan Hudson, I have no doubt of that.”
She smiled and leaned up to capture my lips with hers before pulling me down with her. “Then I’ll just have to be careful with you,” she said as she bit down on my bottom lip.
