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“At this hour? Are you okay?”
Beth checked her face in the mirror then opened the door. “I just…” Her thoughts scattered at the sight of him standing there naked and hard.
He closed the distance between them, igniting instant heat. “You just what?” He slid the backs of his fingers along her cheeks while burning her with the lust in his half-curious gaze locked on her mouth.
“I had…female questions,” she managed firmly.
His dark eyes rose to hers and her heart banged in her chest as he searched for the validity in her answer. But it was the open sex plotting that had her quaking. She remembered about the giving before he could take. She should do that now.
“What kind?” he asked, his mouth at her ear as his hands slid inside her robe and along her waist.
“The…baby making kind,” she thought at the last second.
His hands paused and he pulled back, looking at her. She realized he took that in the literal baby making sense and not just sex.
“I just…want to make sure I’m not making a baby before we’re ready.”
He returned to his eye-sexxing, bringing heat to her skin. “I’m ready for that whenever you are, Ma-Petite.”
She closed her eyes at the whisper. “Okay,” she whispered back, nearly panting with what was brewing between them.
“I need you in bed with me.”
“Okay,” she said again as he kissed along her face.
“Five minutes ago.”
“I’m…sorry.”
“Mmm,” he said with a moan at her ear. “Are you?”
She nodded, gasping when his thumbs grazed both hard nipples. “Yes.”
“Are you being too good again, Ma Belle Eveque?”
Her head fell against the door as he teased his thumbs across the tips. “Yes,” she moaned hearing only the pleasure in her mind.
“Of course you are.” He rolled both nipples slowly between his fingers, drawing her gasp.
“Are you going to punish me?”
He captured both breasts in his hands and squeezed with a growing intensity, his mouth at her parted lips. “What do you think?”
“Yes,” she whispered, getting his cock in both her hands.
He kissed at her open mouth, groaning as he teased with brief licks before delving in deep, his cock thrusting in and out of her tight hold. His breaths turned harsher with every pump, as she captured his balls in her hand. A warning growl tickled her spine and she added to her crimes with more of the same, knowing what he’d do, desperate for it.
His finger plunged inside her. “Oh!” she shot out, the intensity stealing the strength from her legs. She lifted one and bucked her hips, meeting his thrust while jacking him off harder and faster. “Bishop,” she cried when he hammered her core, getting his tongue and teeth along her face.
“My fucking angel,” he grit, bucking his hips. When his head went back and his hot seed hit her belly, she kissed him with fresh hunger. There was nothing more satisfying than bringing his orgasm. The sight, sound and feel was the most erotic experience. But she also knew he’d allowed his orgasm so he could go nice and long for what he had planned.
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“Well…the flowers don’t lie!” Tully declared, launching out her chair to pace in the small living room.
Lesion puzzled over the odd expression, wondering what that had to do with him loving her enough to marry her with sex. “I thought… you wanted that.”
“Of courseIwant it. ButI’mnot the problem, you are!”
