Page 77 of Lips On My Heart


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I shake his hand and squeeze firmly in warning. “Thank you, Brian. This ismygirlfriend, Josephine, and our dog, Hades. Don’t worry about the growling, he does it with everyone until he’s comfortable. Please, don’t let anyone disturb us ‘till morning.” Hades bares his teeth at him, enhancing my threat.

“Understood.” He gets it—keep your eyes off my woman, and don’t bother us because we’re going to be fucking all night long, or else I’ll break your neck.

Possessive as always, I wrap my arm around her shoulder and guide her upstairs with Hades trailing behind.

Two huge oak doors lead us into a massive suite with a balcony overlooking the backyard and pool. The room is decorated in all-natural earth tones which seem fitting for the environment. The massive bed will work great for my size and all the wicked games we will be doing in it this weekend.

In the center of the room, a bistro table has been set up with candles, wine, and a huge antipasto platter.Thank fuck, because I am starving.Hades makes himself at home on an oversized loveseat in the far corner of the room. Dropping the bags, I walk to the bathroom and flip on the light to see a massive tub which will be perfect for later.

Patting myself internally on the back, I walk up and grab my pixie by the hips before leaning down and claiming her rosy lips, still salty from her tears. I pull her up in my arms ‘till we’re on the same level, deepening the kiss. She slants her mouth and opens like a flower to me, allowing me to brush my tongue against hers. Her lungs hum with approval.

We haven’t had sex at all this week because of all the drama and tension. Plus, she and I are not willing to do the deed with three other guys in the room. I plan on making up for lost time, but first I need to fill my belly and hers.

Gently, I set her down and break the kiss. She groans in complaint which pleases me and my cock—to know she wants me as badly as I want her.

“Do you want to eat first, or get cleaned up and then eat?”

Josephine looks at the spread and her stomach answers for her.

I chuckle. “Chow time it is then.”

I pull her to the table and pick up the bottle of red wine. I don’t typically drink the stuff, but I know Josephine does on occasion. If it’s good enough for her, it’s good enough for me. I make quick work of unscrewing the cork and pouring a hefty serving for both of us. Josephine takes a long gulp and I do the same. Yeah, I’m not a fan of the dry flavor, but it will do the trick.

“I hate Merlot,” she confesses as she takes another drink. “Makes me feel like I’m sucking on a cotton ball.”

I laugh at her accurate concierge interpretation. “Will it get us drunk?”

She nods. “Most definitely, with that high of a proof. It’s a fucking expensive-ass bottle.”

“Liquid cotton balls it is then,” I say, slamming it back before digging into the food, which is way better than the wine, fortunately.

Josephine joins in and moans as she eats. I love the little noises she makes, whether it’s from making love to me, eating or drinking something she loves, taking a warm bath, or when I rub out her achy muscles. Those little noises all have the same effect on me, having me sigh with satisfaction, my heart pounding, and my cock growing. This time is no different, my dick fights against the zipper in my jeans. I adjust myself, but it’s no use. My dick wants out of my clothes and inside of Josephine.

An empty bottle of wine and a cleared platter half an hour later, we are full and sprawled out on the bed. My hand is running up and down her side, warming her to my touch. She’s making those little noises again and it’s like a fucking siren call to my cock. I claim her mouth and duel with her tongue as my hands swiftly take her pants off, followed by her tank top.

Eager to be skin on skin, I pull away from her and pull my own clothes off, but I leave on my boxer briefs to control my urge to take her.

Josephine’s jeweled eyes hold mine as her hands trail up my abs, and rest on my pecs where she toys with my nipples. I fucking love it when she grabs them, love the feel of her hands all over me. My body responds with shivers and goosebumps from her featherlight touch.

I undo her lacy bra and lay her out across the bed where my eyes soak her in, entranced by my little temptress. Eager to taste her citrus skin, my lips run up her legs, over her mound, along her narrow stomach and between her breasts before claiming her soft lips.

Her melodic moans are becoming heavy pants and I have to remind myself to slow down. I’m too used to calling the shots and taking control, and if I don’t lay off, I’m going to forgo my original plan. I’m giving her what she needs tonight, not taking her like the beast I am.

Quickly, I back off and pull her matching lacy panties down slowly to prolong my arousal, and the musky scent of her lust wraps around my head and dizzies me with need. She uses her pointed toes to push my boxer briefs down my legs, and they join the pile of our discarded clothing.

She spreads her legs for me, which is an invitation hard to refuse after not being inside of her for the past week. I crawl over her body like a tiger ready to pounce.

Taking her by surprise, I roll us, having her straddle me instead. Her blue eyes fly wide open and I smile exultantly up at her. My pixie wants to be in control—needs to be in control—after all the pandemonium over the past few weeks.

It’s why she’s been walking around like a little dictator with a Napoleon Complex on the build site. She feels everything is falling through her fingers and she’s trying to have some stability over something in her life.

As much as I like to be in the dominant role, Josephine’s not that breed of woman. She’ll let me take control in the bedroom, but outside of it, she’s her own boss, and I wouldn’t want her any other way.

I want her to know she can take control over me, right here, right now. I will relinquish my alpha role if only for tonight, to give her the power she desperately needs. I will give her everything and more, and she will never need to ask because I will always know what she needs. Our souls are linked and tonight she’s going to know I read her loud and clear.

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