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He shook his head. “Not this time, baby. Please. I only have so much self-control. And this has to be perfect for you.” He pulled off her robe and renewed his sensual dallying.
Deep, lazy touches.
The tip of a finger. A dabble.
Nibble. Nibble. Nibble. Nibble. Nibble.
And then . . . A long sloooow lapppp . . . with his tongue.
It was too much!
He smiled as she cried out again. “The luckiest man in the world,” he repeated.
He snatched up the box on the bedside table and was soon settled over her, nipping at her kiss-swollen bottom lip and beginning to ease inside her.
Despite everything, it didn’t happen comfortably.
“Take it slow, sweetheart.”
Glorying in the press of his weight upon her, she clung to his damp shoulders and arched her hips.
He groaned. “Please . . . baby . . . don’t try to take charge now.”
“It’s—I need . . .”
“I know. I know.”
She only had part of him. She wanted more.
“Easy . . . easy . . .” He crooned to her or himself, she didn’t know which. Didn’t care. Only knew that she was flying higher and higher. . . . She sobbed as she split apart.
And then she had him all, and it wasn’t over, but just beginning.
Deep heavy thrusts. Violet eyes darkened to midnight. Hands pinioning hers to the pillow. Weight upon her. Inside her. Stretching. Pumping. The feel and scent of this man.
Another climb. Another spiral. Years . . . decades . . . aeons . . .
Thick hot rush.
And . . . much later . . . return.
Thank. You.
Emma came out of the bathroom in her robe with her skin still damp from the shower. She winced as she moved a bit too quickly toward the dresser to fetch her underwear. Kenny squinted against the morning light and grinned from her sadly rumpled bed. “I told you
that last time was too much, but would you listen? No, you wouldn’t. You always think you know best.”
She tried to calculate how many of those blissfully explosive orgasms she’d experienced during the night, but she’d lost track. “I couldn’t help it. I was crazed.”
“Yeah?”
“You were, too, so you don’t have to look so pleased with yourself.”
“I sure was. I finally got all that energy of yours channeled in the right direction.”
He pushed back the sheet and stepped out, oblivious to the fact that he was naked. As she withdrew a set of frilly underwear from the drawer, she watched the morning light play across the slopes and planes of his body. His crisp, dark hair was mussed, and she spotted a red mark on his back, as well as the beginnings of a bruise on the side of his neck. She rather liked the fact that she’d put those messy marks on such extravagant male gorgeousness.
He began retrieving his clothes from the floor. “Shelby called while you were in the bathroom. She’s got a meeting, and Luisa has a doctor’s appointment, so she asked me to take Petie for a few hours later on this morning. I know I told you the day was yours, but do you mind putting off going back to Austin until this afternoon?”
