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He finished texting, and his eyes rose to meet hers. His distracted gaze instantly softened, and he took hold of her hand. She could tell he was feeling overwhelmed; he hadn't spoken much, and it was a sure sign that he was turning something around in his mind, approaching it from every angle, dissecting it to death. He looked like he needed to be comforted and reassured, and making a decision, she tugged him toward the stairs.
“Elizabeth,” he said softly, and halted their progress.
She held a finger to his lips, quieting him, and this time he followed her all the way up to the third floor and into the master bedroom.
Before he had a chance to say anything else, she wrapped her hand around the back of his neck and pulled his lips to hers. She kissed him deeply, and though he responded, she sensed he was holding back. Ending the kiss with a nip to his bottom lip, she stepped away from him and began to unbutton her top, never taking her eyes from his.
“Elizabeth,” he said again, his hesitation obvious.
But then she saw it, the moment his expression changed from uncertainty and conflict to yearning and desire, and the heat in his eyes encouraged her to continue.
Will watchedElizabeth's fingers as she nimbly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a lacy black bra. All thoughts of any discussion they needed to have left his mind, and he reached up to gently push the shirt from her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.
His busy mind slowed to a stop as his sole focus became the woman before him and the effect she had on his senses; touching and seeing her body, tasting her lips, smelling her skin, hearing her sighs. He drew his mouth down, over her throat to the swell of her breasts as he worked at unfastening her shorts. He lowered them over her hips and past her thighs, and she used her feet to finish pushing them down before stepping out of them.
His eyes devoured her, and he stroked his fingers along her jaw, trailing them down her neck and over one breast and then down to her hip.
“You're so beautiful, Lizzy,” he murmured.
He was so engrossed in the vision of her standing before him that he wasn't even aware she’d been unbuttoning his shirt, taking her time, slowly easing it open. When she finished, she pushed it away from his chest and leaned in to press warm kisses there while her hand dropped down to stroke him over his shorts, tracing over the outline of his erection and lower, where she circled her palm around him, forcing a shaky sigh from his lips.
She unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts, letting them drop to the floor, followed by his boxer briefs. She ran her nails up and over his abdomen, making him suck in a sharp breath, before lowering her hands to let her fingers run up and down the length of him. She smiled against his lips, causing him to move his mouth to her neck again, then to her shoulder.
“I need you, Lizzy,” he whispered against her skin in between kisses.
He turned her around and unhooked her bra, pushing the straps down her arms and freeing her breasts. He reached around to cup them, reveling in the softness of her skin, his thumbs stroking the tight peaks, and as his mouth dropped to her shoulder, one hand strayed across her stomach and lower, sliding under the thin elastic of her panties. His fingers teased and stroked, and he pulled in a shaky breath when he felt the warm dampness there, his hips moving of their own accord, pressing against her bottom. He stayed there for a long time, slowly caressing, focusing on the swollen, slick flesh before sliding his fingers into her body. Over and over he repeated the pattern as his other hand played at her breasts, pulling her back until she arched against him.
“Take me to bed, Will,” she begged, her breathing ragged.
She turned in his arms and walked backward toward the bed, pulling him with her, and when she fell back onto the mattress, he peeled off her panties, slowly edging them down her legs. He tossed them to the floor, then knelt in front of her, grasping an ankle in each hand and gently bending her legs, opening them. His eyes pinned hers for a long moment, but all he could hear was his own shallow breathing and the pounding of his heart. His gaze shifted, moving down her beautiful body, lingering at her breasts before coming to rest at the juncture of her thighs.
He took several deep breaths, forcing himself to get control of his raging body before he ended things too soon. He tried, but couldn't form a coherent thought; instead, single words flashed through his mind—want, need, love—as he lowered his head to nestle between her thighs.
Deep moans and soft sighs escaped her lips, and he focused all of his attention on the sweet spot where his mouth met her body. His long, languid strokes changed to more precise touches with the tip of his tongue, caressing and circling her swollen flesh. Her hips moved and her moans grew louder, and he moved his fingers in and out of her, still working her with his mouth, until he felt a gradual but steady swell of spasms overtake her.
She cried out, and her hands fisted in his hair as she rocked against his mouth and hand. His fingers slid deep and he continued caressing with his tongue, drawing out her climax, until her body finally quieted. She released his hair, and he pushed himself up and rested his head on her stomach, pressing soft kisses there, his erection hot and aching against her leg.
She tugged his hair to get his attention, and he smiled softly as he propped himself up on his elbows. He pulled the tip of one breast into his mouth, running his tongue and teeth over it before lavishing the same attention on its twin, and smiled when he felt the muscles in her abdomen tighten.
“I want you inside of me,” she said.
She kissed him hungrily, and when he finally pulled away, he dropped his head to the pillow, pulling more air into his lungs. He was trying so hard to make this last but knew that as soon as he was inside of her, he would be lost to the demands of his body.
Her hand wrapped around him in an intimate grasp, and he went motionless as a jolt of pleasure crackled through his entire body. She wrapped her other hand around his back, urging him to lower his weight onto her.
“We have to go slow, love,” he murmured, and smiled when she arched an eyebrow.
He pushed up fully on his arms to watch his body slide into hers, but had to stop when he was only inches inside as he struggled to maintain control, and a light sweat broke out on his lower back. But Elizabeth had other plans; she lifted her hips, bringing him into her further and forcing a groan from deep in his chest.
“Let go, Will... I want all of you, I want to feelallof you,” she said, her voice low and breathy.
Their eyes locked, and he took in the sight of her, those beautiful deep green eyes, her cheeks flushed pink, the loose curls framing her face damp with sweat. She gripped his hips, pulling him toward her, and he couldn't hold out any longer; he did as she asked, surging into her in one long thrust.
He began a steady rhythm, lowering himself over her, rooting deep, then hooked one of her legs over his arm, enabling him to push into her even further. Her arms wrapped around him, hands molding to his back, and when he hit an especially sensitive spot deep inside of her, she gasped loudly…so he did it again and again, her response causing waves of pleasure to roll through his body.
He released her leg and reached between them to stroke her sensitive flesh, knowing he wouldn't last much longer and wanting her to come again before he let go. She did, her hips bucking, the spasms making her body clench and pull at his until he finally came in one long, forceful thrust. He lowered his mouth to hers, kissing her until they were both gasping for breath and he was completely spent.
They didn't move for a long while. He knew he was too heavy for her, and eventually he rolled to his side, pulling her with him and hooking her leg over his hip. He was careful with his movements, determined to keep his body tucked comfortably inside hers.
