Page 19 of Engaging Opal


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I’m an honorable man. I can behave myself.

All chances of remaining admirable are dashed when she slowly rubs her mound against my leg.

Fucking hell. I’m doomed.

Opal’s hips rock against me, my cock hardening in response. My arms automatically wrap around her, holding her in place to slow her pelvic movement.

Please, please, baby. Stop humping before I take matters into my own hands.

Restraining her against me has the opposite effect of what I want. She grinds her sex hard against me, dampness collecting on my leg from her juices. She whimpers, a sweet, needy sound in her sleep.

That’s it. I’ve reached my quota for self-control.

“Baby,” I croak, my voice still rough from sleep. “Opal, wake up.”

She arches against me, her eyes still closed. Her hips pick up the pace. Plump lips fall open in a perfect O.

That mouth…the things I want to do to it.

“Gorgeous, you need to open your eyes—now.”

Opal stills, blinking as she comes to. I can see her trying to make sense of where she is and how she wound up in this position. Cautiously, she peeks at me through long blond lashes. Her skin blooms pink with embarrassment.

Awww, hell nawww!Is this woman about to second guess her actions?

“Do you ache, Gorgeous? Want me to take care of it?”

Please say yes.

Her skin goes from pink to beet-red, her light-blue eyes widen.

My free hand cups her heart-shaped face as I shoot my shot. “Let me make you feel good, Opal.”

To my utter amazement, Opal nods, her face brightening with excitement.

With all the control I can muster, I gently bring my lips to hers, stamping her as my own. She doesn’t hesitate to open her mouth to me. Her soft lips are pliant, molding against mine like a second skin. I slant my mouth, deepening the kiss. My tongue is ravenous, swiping against hers, devouring her in a sensual dance.

I’ve kissed my fair share of women, but never has it felt like this. My nerve endings feel like live wires, ready to burst into flames, burning the world around us. It starts at the base of my spine, creeping up my vertebrae toward my heart. A zing of contentment seizes the muscle I once thought was dead, pumping it full of emotion I’ve never felt before. I take a hot minute to figure out what it is, and once I do, I nearly pause.

Love.

My subconscious disagrees.Ridiculous.I met this woman less than twelve hours ago.

Lusting for a woman is one thing, but loving… I never knew I could grow this sort of attachment to another person so fast. I love my brothers, but the way I’m feeling about Opal sure as shit is not that. This is different, on a level of its own. My heart doesn’t give two fucks if it’s dangerous. It wants her, not just as an old lady or a fuck buddy, but as a soulmate.

Opal moans into my mouth, causing my cock to turn to stone. I yearn to hear more of those little, pleasing sounds—make her feel so good she can’t hold them back.

Not sure what I’ve done in my life to deserve this moment with an angel, but I’m grateful for it. And I want more, so much more.

Careful to not scare her, I slowly roll her on her back, my lips not breaking contact with hers. I want us to be as connected as possible. She throws her hands around my neck, drawing me flush against her soft body.

With deft fingers running up her sides, I pull her tank top over her head. Her large breasts spill out, beckoning my attention. I suck one of her hard, rosy nipples into my mouth while my hand tweaks the other. Greedily, I nip at the dusky peak, flicking my tongue against the sensitive flesh.

“Gauge,” Opal gasps, arching her back, pushing her breast further into my mouth.

I release her nipple and begin my descent down her body, leaving damp kisses in my wake. When I reach her night shorts, I’m hit with the most alluring scent. Her musky arousal is the most intoxicating perfume I’ve ever smelled. I’m ravenous for her, intoxicated by her scent alone.

Brazenly, I bury my nose between the apex of her thighs and breathe her in, committing her natural fragrance to memory.

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