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My lips moved to her ear, and I kissed the shell. “I miss that.”
She pressed her hands into my chest. “Listening to a woman ask you to take her to bed?”
“No.” I pulled on her hair to make her head go back and so I could kiss her jawline as I made my way back to her mouth. “Listening to my baby ask me to make love to her.” I lifted her into my arms and carried her down the hallway to the bedroom that had a queen-size bed. I dropped her on the covers then pulled my shirt over my head. My black ink covered all of my fair skin, the different images and words creating a work of art across my physique. My life was in the images and the words, the bloodlust and the heartache.
She held herself up on her arms and stared at me, watching me strip. Her eyes glazed over my body, the desire obvious in the way she parted her lips and took a deep breath. She pulled off her shirt next then unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the spot next to her.
I stared at her perfect tits like I hadn’t seen them earlier that morning. They were firm and round, and I loved feeling them in my palms. They were small, but I loved their perkiness. Nicest tits I’d ever had in my mouth.
I dropped my jeans and boxers next, watching Vanessa’s face turn vermillion with desire. She used to guard her expressions fiercely, to make her thoughts impossible to decipher. But once she fell in love with me, her emotions always danced on the surface. She wanted me like she’d never had me before. She undid her jeans and pushed them off along with her thong until she was naked on the bed. Then she opened her legs to me, begging me to join her in the sexiest way possible.
My cock twitched as I stared at her perfect little pussy. I loved this woman for her smart brain, beautiful heart, and the sassiness that oozed out of every pore. But as a man, I fell in love with the slice of heaven between her legs. It’d become the permanent residence of my cock, the dream house I’d always wanted. I wanted to stay buried there forever, to spend every lazy Sunday deep in her crevasse.
She scooted back to the headboard and breathed hard as she watched me. “Don’t make me ask you again.”
My knees dropped onto the mattress, and I made my way between her knees. I held myself on my knees, my hands touching her soft skin as I explored her calves and ankles. For the three months we’d been apart, no other man had come to this bed. No other man had been between her perfect legs. This was my territory, my home.
She looked up at me, her breaths deep and irregular.
“Ask me again.” I looked into her deep green eyes, seeing the combustive desire that was about to explode. My hands squeezed the backs of her thighs, and my cock started to ooze from the tip. I made love to her the second I woke up that morning, not caring that she was still asleep. I was rude like that, taking my baby whenever I felt like it. But now I was desperate to have her again, like I’d never had her before.
Her hand pressed against my hard stomach, uneven because of the ripples of abs that were hard as steel. She moved to my hip then gave a gentle tug. “Make love to me.”
“Please.”
She was practically panting now. “Please…”
I grabbed both of her ankles and rested the bottom of her feet against my chest as I moved on top of her, my hands pressing into the mattress of either side of her small frame. She was petite and flexible, so folding her exactly how I wanted was simple. When she asked me to make love to her, she didn’t just want me inside her. She wanted me to conquer her, to sink her into the mattress with my weight so she would always feel safe. She wanted to be my queen, to submit to her king. She wanted to be smothered by my love, to feel guarded and protected every single day for the rest of her life. When he was mine, she knew she never had to worry about anything.
I kept her knees together as I pushed inside her, gliding through that tight slit as her arousal smeared my entire shaft. I sank into her, getting her at the deepest angle possible, until my balls tapped against her ass.
She took a breath when she felt all of me, like she wasn’t used to my size quite yet. Her nails dug into my wrists, and she looked into my gaze with a lidded expression. With parted lips and hard tits, she was ready for me.
