Page 17 of The Heart You Kept

“Ahhhhhh,” I cry out as I cling to him.

I see stars.

Before I can even finish I feel my body being lifted out of the spa bath and he lays me down on the deck and opens my legs.

I need this.

But instead of climbing over me like I want him to, he drops his head to between my legs. His fingers spread me open and he licks me deeply, his eyes flutter closed in ecstasy…. Oh.

I grip his hair as his strong hands hold my legs back, he licks me deep and finishes with a flick of his tongue.

He repeats the process, a deep hard lick followed by a flutter.

Oh.

Jeez….

That is soooo good.

Oh god…. How does he know how to do that so well?

I nearly jump out of my skin and my legs close around his head. “Ahh,” I cry out as I writhe around. He holds me down as he licks me deep. I thrash beneath him, his strong tongue taking no prisoners as he sucks every last bit of my orgasm from me.

I’m quivering and writhing beneath him like a wild animal. An exorcism of life as I know it.

Because hell, where does a girl go after this?

This man is a god.

I gasp for air as he finishes me off and then he slides up over my body and smiles down at me. “Hi.”

“Hi,” I pant, struggling for air.

He lies beside me and leans up onto his elbow as he watches me.

“What are you doing?” I frown.

“Watching you.” He runs his fingertips over my lips and then as if unable to help it puts four fingers into my mouth then down my throat until I gag, his eyes darken as he watches me struggle to take them. He stands, “Come.”

I don’t understand. Doesn’t he want to have sex?

“But aren’t we?”

“No.” He pulls me up by the hand and wraps my robe around me. “Let’s get you in out of the cold.” He leads me inside and then through to the bathroom where he turns the shower on, he holds his hand under the water as he adjusts the temperature.

I stand waiting in the oversized robe but I’m so confused.

He’s physically aroused, his hard cock hangs heavily between his legs, but he’s acting completely in control. Only there’s no acting.

He is in control.

He turns to me and smiles softly; his big blue eyes have a tender glow. “Let’s get you warm, baby.”

I nod and step under the hot water and close my eyes as I let the heat sink in. “Are you getting in?”

“I am.” He steps in under the water and turns me away from him and soaps up his hands and begins to wash my back. Up over my shoulders and then down lower and lower. Down to between my cheeks, and I hold my breath as I go up onto my toes.

His touch is electric and once again as his fingers nearly penetrate me there the goose bumps start.