Page 22 of Delicate Dame


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Splaying her hands across my abdomen, she furrows her brow. “I know they do.”

“What doyouwant?” Straightening my legs out behind her, I lift my knees so she can lean back against my thighs.

Her shirt moves up, and I get a peek between her legs.Jesus.

Sweet fucking heaven.

Home. She’s my home.

“I want…you.” My eyes dart up to meet her stare. “A lot of things have happened this past week. Being kidnapped and nearly taken out of the country to be forced into a marriage I certainly didn’t want, put a few things into perspective for me.”

Brushing my hands up and down her thighs, she pushes my shirt up my chest. “Oh, yeah, like what?”

“Mostly, you.” Removing my shirt, I sit up, cupping her bare ass in both hands. I can’t help the way my fingers wander to explore.

“Tell me more,” I groan as my dick throbs against her, needing free and inside of her body. “Tell me what you want, Scotlyn.”

Ripping the front of the shirt open, buttons fly, and she presses her chest to mine. Her pebbled nipples stab into me, and I want to taste her, but I can’t let go of her eyes.

Not yet.

“My life has always been smoke and mirrors. I’ve played the role of one character after another, and I love to dance. Nothing is more freeing than when I’m on stage and telling a story that onlyIfeel.” Leaning back, she opens herself up to me.

Physically, emotionally, and mentally, Scotlyn gives me her all. And the woman I’m introduced to is everything I’ve ever wanted and so much more.

“But I think…” She pauses to shrug the shirt off her body before sitting up straight again. Grabbing my hands, she places them over each breast. A perfect cupful. Soft, elegant, flawless. “I think I’m done on stage now.”

“Why?” She has a gift. I don’t need to see her dance to know she does. From the way my girls talk about her, that's all I need to know.

“Sergei took something from me. He stole the wonderment that came with each show. He stole my best friend. I can’t go back because it feels like an insult to her memory.”

“I have the feeling she would want you to go on.” Libby didn’t seem like the type of friend who would want Scotlyn to give up her dreams.

“She would, but…” Leaning forward, her lips are a whisper of a touch away. “I would need a new dance house, which wouldmean a new city, a new life. And for the first time, I think I’ve found everything I want right here. With you.”

Reaching around the back of her neck, I drag her closer, capturing her lips in a heated kiss. A torturous kiss because it doesn’t feel like enough. Standing up, I hold onto her as I push my pants down, finally setting my dick free, and immediately, it seeks out her warmth.

Sitting back on the bed, neither of us needs to move too much for my cock to find the place it belongs. Sinking in to the hilt, Scotlyn sighs and lays her head on my shoulder. Arms wrapped around my neck, her wispy breath against my heated skin is like her nails scraping down my back.

“You’re my home, Jaxson,” she whispers before licking up my throat and crossing her legs behind my back. There is no room between our bodies. We’re wholly fused together.

“And you’re okay with a ready-made family?” Holding my breath, I wait for her answer as I feel her walls tightening around my dick.

Scotlyn

“Family is everything to me,” I respond, my body on fire with the need to move, with the need to give him as much pleasure as I can. “Your girls are absolute perfection, and I very much look forward to falling as completely in love with them as I have with you. And I hope that one day, they’ll love me too.”

“Yeah?” I nod, the look in his eyes nearly overwhelming as his own love shines through.

“Very much. Now, please, Jaxson, please make love to me. Make me feel alive because, right now, I feel so dead inside.” Confirmation of Libby’s death makes breathing nearly suffocating.

Spinning us around, he lays me back on the bed, our bodies fused together, moving as one. Capturing my hands in his, he holds them above my head. His hips begin to gyrate, our mouths just a breath apart as I lick across his lips.

“You love me?” His question is breathless as his hips spread my legs wider, his hulking body overtaking my entire vision.

“How could I not?” I breathe, rubbing my nipples against his chest. The bit of chest hair scratches across the sensitive nubs and makes me gasp.

“Tell me,” he demands as the base of his cock rubs up against my clit forcing my eyes to roll back in my head. “Tell me everything.”

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