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He closes his eyes and when he opens them, I see a world of love in those dark depths. Leaning down, he kisses me, his plump lips grazing mine. I stand on my tiptoes and brush his hair behind his ears.
First, I kiss his cheekbone, the scar on his face, then the corner of his mouth. He groans, pressing his hard-on against my stomach. He gently moves his calloused thumb over my lips. Still kissing, I move us to the couch. Pushing him back, I straddle him.
“Is this happening?” he whispers, his hands moving under my shirt. I lean in and kiss him before rolling my hips over his erection. He moans into my mouth and resumes kissing me, pushing his hardness against my throbbing clit.
“I wanted the first time to be special. In a bed with rose petals and all that shit.” He pouts, his fingers kneading my ass.
I trace his scowl with my tongue, my lips wet. “Every moment I spend with you is exciting and new. There wouldn’t be light without darkness, and babe I love both parts roaming inside of you. I know there are going to be hard days, but, Rone, I want to spend them with you.”
His forehead creases when he tries to hold in a chuckle.
I grin back at him. “Okay, bad line.”
“I’ll use it in our song,” he says, waggling his eyebrows.
Linking my fingers behind his head, I ask, “Our song?”
“Damn right, babe. We’re writing a song for the album,” he drawls, holding my gaze.
I pretend to think about it and he laughs before tickling me and throwing me to the side. I squeal when his big body covers me.
“Say you’ll do it.” He keeps tickling me.
I scream and he muffles the sound with his mouth.
“Okay,” I whisper against his lips, moving my hand over his length. His fingers trail over my curves, lingering on the button of my jeans.
“What if someone comes in?” I ask, looking around.
“They won’t be back for another couple of hours. They were going to Frankie’s bar with the guys,” he says, before kissing my neck.
“I missed your dad.” I smile.
He stops kissing me. “Al, can we talk about our fathers another time?”
Smiling, I pull him toward me. He moans into my mouth. I try to catch my breath, brushing away a drop of sweat from his forehead and tasting the salt on my lips.
“I love you. Damn, I feel like a broken record.” He holds me captive with those beautiful dark eyes.
“I love you, babe,” I whisper.
He closes his eyes and when he opens them, I know he believes me.
“There has never been another,” I whisper.
His eyes go wide and his smile morphs into a cocky grin, one I haven’t seen in a long time. His hand caresses my butt, pressing me against his hardening cock.
I move off him and he watches me undress until I’m standing naked in front of him. His gaze roams over my body. He stands as well, kicking off his boots and taking off his shirt and jeans. I grin; he’s not wearing any underwear.
Reaching out, he cups my face. I cover his hand with my own and stand on my tiptoes to kiss him. His hard cock digging into my stomach, he leads me toward the couch before lying on top of me. I brush his hair back, taking in his handsome face and the soft glow of the lights warming his eyes. I groan when his lips touch mine. First he’s soft, then tasting, and tracing his tongue over my jaw, and I give in to his touch. I shiver when the slickness builds between my legs. Grinning, he reaches and fists his erection between his palm, rubbing it up and down between my folds.
He trembles when he aligns the head with my slick entrance. “No condom. I want to feel you.”
And I’m dripping wet already.
“Yes,” I whisper, drawing him to me. His eyes are shining with desire when he enters me. He sucks in a breath and I gasp when he starts to disappear inside of me with excruciating slowness. The muscles in my pussy throb as the big head of his cock bottoms out.
“Are you okay?” he asks, his voice shaking.
