Bending his mouth to my breasts, he undoes my bra and lets it fall to the side. He then dedicates time to both my breasts with his mouth, tongue, and hands. I can barely form thoughts by the time he’s finished.
When he lifts his head, I reach for his neck and direct his mouth to mine. I need to kiss him. I love sex with Fury, but the one thing I would take over everything else is his lips on mine. Kissing him is when I feel most connected to him.
I take my time with this kiss, deepening it slowly. My fears over his return to Melbourne gradually fall away as I lose myselfin him. They’ll never ease, but when we’re together like this, I’m able to forget them for a while.
Ending the kiss, he surprises me when he stops and looks down at me. “Nothing’s going to happen to me, princess.”
I grip his arms. “How do you read me so well?”
A hint of a smile crosses his face. “It’s a special talent of mine.”
My heart sings; there’s my playful man. “I love all your special talents but especially that one.”
As easily as his playfulness appeared, it disappears again. “You need to stop worrying about me.”
“I will when you stop worrying about me.”
“Never going to happen.”
I tighten my hold on his arms. “Same.”
“Fuck you’re stubborn.”
“Oh, and you’re not?”
“It’s my job to worry about you, Zara.”
“You are such a caveman sometimes. Why can’t it also be my job to worry about you?”
That triggers him and before I know what’s happening, he’s pulled me up and has me sitting in his lap facing him with my legs and arms around him. His intensity is a living-breathing thing when he growls, “I am a fucking caveman when it comes to you because I love you so fucking much. I want your happiness like I fucking want air, and it kills me knowing that every time I’m away, I’m sucking some of that happiness from you.”
I’m unable to hold myself back from him when he’s like this. The way Fury loves speaks so deeply to me. I squeeze my arms around him, my nails digging into his skin. “You’re not sucking happiness from me. Yes I worry, and yes I count the minutes until you’re home safely again, but through all of that I’m happy. How could I not be when you’re in my life?”
“Well I’d be a whole lot fucking happier if I knew you weren’t spending your time worrying over me. Maybe Grace can steal some of your attention.”
“Is that why you got her for me?”
“I got her because I knew you wanted a dog, but yeah, I also want your mind on other things besides me.”
God how I love him.
Brushing my lips over his, I say, “Baby, nothing will take my mind off you.” I move my hands to his abs. “I mean, with a body like this, that’s a given.”
“Fuck,” he says, shifting me so I’m on my back again. “I’m never gonna win this, am I?”
Moving my hands down his body, I reach for the button on his jeans. Undoing it, I say, “Never. Now, do you think you could make good on your promise of twelve hours with your mouth on me?”
He slides my panties down.
He gives me one last look.
And then he proceeds to blow my mind in all the ways I love.
12
FURY & ZARA TEXT
This text takes place after Christmas Hearts.
