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Without losing eye contact, I lean forward and bring my lips closer, sucking the peaked nipple through the cotton of her T-shirt. My one hand molds her unattended breast, kneading it in slow motion, while the other continues the journey to her waist, marveling at her heavy breathing.
When I nibble the soft flesh, she gasps—head bent backward, eyes shut tight, hands clenching the bedcovers, just enjoying the pleasure.
I pull away and her hooded eyes open, making my heart smile at the disappointment I see in them. She wants me as much as I want her.
I give her shoulders a gentle nudge, and she falls on the bed, legs hanging from the edge. Rising on my feet, I hover over her. She looks like the perfect seductress spread out on my hotel bed. I remove her glasses and place them on the nightstand. Her eyes follow my every move as I lower myself and press my lips to hers. This time, I don’t lead, silently urging her to control the kiss.
A few minutes later, she does just that, sucking softly first my lower lip and then the upper. She places soft kisses all over my skin, and I once again feel the forgotten feeling of being cherished. When she hesitantly pushes her tongue into my mouth, I can no longer hold back. Our tongues roll over each other in a sensual dance.
Finding the hem of her T-shirt, I lift it over her head, only breaking the contact of our lips for a fraction of second. Her hands go around my neck as she runs her fingers through my hair. After quick work of unclasping her bra, I pluck it down her body and nuzzle the softness of her breasts and lick the valley in between. She moans and her grip on my hair tightens.
I kiss, suck, and lick her breasts before moving lower and continue worshipping every part of her body with my mouth. After running my tongue around and inside her belly button, I nip her hipbone, kissing from side to side. Finally, I drag her shorts down, taking along her lacy underwear. My mouth lowers to her sex as I run my fingers over her scant pubic hair. She squirms under my touch, and I can feel her slick arousal. Licking her folds, I nip her swollen bud and circle her clit with my thumb. Her cries are music to my ears.
“God, Marr.” I increase the speed and slide one finger into her wet heat.
Her back arches as she moans. Seeing her getting off is a sight to behold. I rub her clit and thrust a second finger inside her damp center. Her cries get louder as her wetness coats my fingers.
“You are soaking wet.” My hoarse comment only amplifies her noises. For a second, I’m distracted by the thought of people hearing her in the adjoining rooms, but another cry from her and I forget everything else.
Her toes curl tight, making ripples over the delicate arch of her feet, and she comes crashing down with a sharp cry. Without losing any time, I grab a condom from the nightstand, push my pants down, then wrap and position myself between her thighs. I touch her sensitive sex with my hard cock, making her aware of my intention. When I don’t move, she lowers herself just a bit, urging me to take her, and I do. I slowly glide inside her, her wetness allowing me easy access. I cover her with my body, my weight resting on my elbows.
“Being inside you is my favorite place, Marr. You feel so good. I don’t think I’ll ever get past this feeling.”
I move slowly at first and then pick up the pace.
“Fucking hell.” Her moans make me wild. “See how good we fit,” I tell her as I push into her, in and out, an insistent rhythm. A few more thrusts and I’m close. God! I want this to last forever, but with the way she’s clutching my cock, I’m having a hard time holding my sanity.
At last, I give up and we both come together with a loud moan. Lying back on the bed, I hold her in my arms as she takes me to a peaceful, safe place.
I hope I’m doing the same for her.
Giving myself a few more minutes to recover from the high of her love, I get up and amble to the bathroom.
When I’m back after getting rid of the condom, Marr is exactly as I left her, spread out on the bed. I take a moment to observe her and wonder how it would be to see this sight every single day of my life.
I know we’ve both opened many locked doors for each other, but we’re still in the murky waters of our damaged past. Anything wrong, said or done, can set us back.
As if reading my thoughts, she looks at me and states, “We promised to give us a chance. Don’t think anything else.”
I perch beside her as she sits up, covering herself under the sheets. Her modesty turns me on like every other thing about her. I pull her close and settle her in my arms, her back resting on my chest. Our entwined legs stretch out under the covers as she fluffs and tugs the duvet covering us both.
“How did you know what I was thinking?” I ask, pressing soft kisses on her shoulder.
“Because I was thinking the same.”
I nod, massaging her shoulders, and she hums in approval. Her head falls on my shoulder, and her eyes slowly close.
“If you continue, I might fall asleep,” she says in a drowsy voice.
“You sleepy?” I don’t pause my pressing fingers.
“Mm-hmm. You kind of interrupted my sleep a few times last night.”
26
ZANDER
The ringing of a cell phone wakes me up, and it takes me a while to realize why I’m asleep, half seated with my back resting on the headboard. I’m still getting used to Marr curled on my lap.
