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But that won’t happen again. I can’t watch her walk away again, and I sure as hell can’t handle leaving.
And her family is going to have to deal, whether or not they know it.
“Yes,” she whispers. “It would, because I love you, Bobby.” Without even giving me a chance to respond, she pulls my head down, pressing her lips to mine. Christ, it’s like she’s breathing some otherworldly energy into my body as her tongue plunges into my mouth, launching the most erotic oral assault I’ve ever experienced. Fuck me, what else can she do with that tongue?
“I’ve waited a long time for you to say those words, Steph. And I fucking love you more than you’ll ever know.” She wraps her arms around my waist, digging her fingers into my back, devouring me like a popsicle on a scorching hot day. Oh yeah, baby. Lick it, suck it, do anything you want with it, just don’t ever stop.
I run a hand under her t-shirt, my finger flicking open the back of her bra. Her back arches, her tits straining against my chest. As much as I want to flip her onto her back and taste every inch of her, the nagging thought that Tia might invite the paparazzi inside for coffee invades my lust-filled mind. That chick will do just about anything to get her name in the tabloids, so we’d better make ourselves scarce before we become the headline she’s so desperately seeking.
I lift Steph into my arms, and she locks her legs around my waist as I back her down the hallway and into my bedroom. Thank fuck it’s on the first floor. I kick the door closed behind me and lay her in the middle of the bed. Her face is flushed, eyes sparkling like they were the first night we met. She bites her lower lip, staring up at me from beneath long dark lashes. “I am so crazy about you, Bobby,” she murmurs. “I always have been.”
I sink onto the mattress, my knees straddling her. I lift the bottom of her shirt and slide it over her head, tossing it onto the floor where her bra joins it seconds later. My fingers creep down her abdomen, looping into the waistband of her yoga pants. A deep ache settles into my balls as I slowly pull the pants off one leg at a time, along with the lacy scrap of string and fabric covering her soaked pussy. I fling the clothes off the bed and force open her legs, her intoxicating scent making me dizzy with need. I loop my arms around her legs and lift her for leverage, lapping up the sweet juices. She wiggles in my grip, writhing on the mattress, thrusting her pussy into my hungry mouth. Squeals morph into screams and screams become tearful pleas. She fists my hair, shrieks reverberating off the walls. I fuck her with my tongue, flicking her clit with my thumb. But why stop there when what I really want to do is drive her over the edge, to make her feel how real this is, to show her what I can do to her for the rest of our lives if she’ll let me. When I lick my finger and plunge a digit into the tight rim of muscle between the globes of her ass…hell, I’ve never experienced something so explosive. I drink in everything she has to give, but it’s not nearly enough to satisfy the ache between my legs. Nothing can, not until I’m buried deep inside of her.
I silence her cries with my lips, and she attacks them like this is her last kiss. At the same time, her fingers yank open my jeans and force them down to my ankles. She doesn’t use her hands though. She’s not willing to pull her mouth away from mine, so my resourceful girl uses her feet to free me from the denim. God, I fucking love her.
She pulls away, a sexy grin teasing the corners of her mouth. “Your turn.” She sits up and pushes me backward, my dick stiff as a steel rod. I let out a low moan when she licks the palm of her hand and grasps it, stroking it long and hard. I grip the comforter in my hands, almost ripping it as her hands rub, tug, and squeeze. I press my eyes shut, my hips thrusting into her warm hands. “Ahh…that’s so fucking good, baby,” I mutter when her tongue teases my slit. Her tongue slides over my cock, her lips puckered as they take all of me, so deep my head hits the back of her throat. I tighten my grip on the comforter to keep from exploding into her mouth. “Stop,” I gasp. “You’re gonna make me come, but I can’t. Not yet. I need to make love to you, Steph.”
My dick slips from her lips, which are curled into the most blinding smile I’ve ever witnessed. “Say it again,” she whispers.
I wrap my arms around her and pull her against my chest. “I need to make love to you. Now. I love you, Steph. I fucking love you.”
A giggle tumbles from her lips and our mouths crash together again. The head of my cock throbs, and I know that time is short, and expectations are high. I fumble in the drawer for a condom, not breaking our kiss. I somehow manage to tear open the foil package and slide the sucker on without taking a single breath. Her legs fall open in invitation, one that makes me happy to RSVP. The walls of her pussy stretch tight around my cock, blanketing me in her velvety heat. She locks her ankles around me, pulling me deeper and deeper, swallowing me inch by inch.
Her ass clenches in my grasp as I slide in and out, her slick walls clamping me tight. I pull back, letting the tip of my cock tease her clit. She moans, trying to pull me in, begging for my dick. “Please, Bobby. I need you so badly.”
“If I give this to you…if I give myself to you…it’s forever, Steph.” I slide into her then pull back out. “Are you sure you want this? Are you sure you want me?”
“Yes,” she gasps. “Yes! I love you so much. Don’t you ever fucking leave me again.” She presses her fingers into the small of my back and forces me into her depths. I can’t even fight it. Christ, I’ve waited so long to experience this feeling, and time couldn’t possibly have prepared me for the reality. I feel whole for the first time in my life - my heart, my soul, all of it.
And it’s because of her.
Long and deep strokes rocket her into orbit, her high-pitched screeches the sweetest sounds my ears have ever heard. She drags her fingernails down my back, and I thrust a few more times as the slow explosion gathers force and pummels me like a powerful wave crashing over land. I’m drowning, and I have no desire to be saved.
I collapse next to Stephanie, my chest heaving. “Fuck me,” I rasp.
“I thought I just did.” She lets out a breathless giggle and rolls onto her elbow. “And it was incredible.”
I wipe away a bead of sweat on her forehead with my thumb. “Yeah.”
“I’m serious, Bobby. It was…you are…incredible.”
“So are you.”
She bites her lip and averts her eyes. Motherfucker. Not again. I can’t deal with—
“How long do you need to wait before we can do that again?” She looks up with a wink. “Or is that putting too much pressure on you?”
“Nothing I can’t handle.” I pull her on top of my chest and stroke the back of her head. “And so we’re clear, just looking at you is enough to get me hard again. You hear me?”
“Yes.” She wriggles herself on top of me. “I can feel you, too. Now let’s do all of that again from the beginning, okay?”
Fuck, yeah. All day, all night, all my life.
* * *
Hours later,my eyes crack open. Steph is still sprawled on top of me, our limbs tangled, bodies flushed and exhausted. I drop a soft kiss onto the top of her head before sliding out of the bed and into my bathroom. I close the door softly. She’s a pretty sound sleeper, but there’s always a chance…and I don’t want to take it.
Not now.
I swipe up so the home screen displays and stare at the keypad before dialing. Three rings later, the line connects, and I take a deep breath. “She’s here. Flew in this morning. And our deal? It’s on.”
