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I press my lips to his chest, then lie back down. The subtle pounding of his heart pulses against me.
“That was hot as hell,” he says.
“One of your fantasies?” I ask as my fingers circle over his chest in small loops.
“Better,” he says.
I playfully pinch his nipple, and he squirms. “Hey, what was that for?”
“Oh, I don’t know. You. Exaggerating.”
“Sunny, when it comes to you, I don’t exaggerate.”
He palms my ass over the coverlet, then shoves the material down so he’s skin on skin. I close my eyes, letting his warmth soothe me.
“This ass. God. It’s perfection.”
I let out a girly giggle. He’s being ridiculous. I’m not ashamed of my body. For my age, I think I’m doing pretty good. But it’s hardly perfection. Especially my ass.
“You are full of it.”
His palm slaps loudly against my skin, and I yelp.
“Don’t beg for compliments.”
“I’m not.” I lift my head off his chest, grinning. “It’s just, come on, now. I’m forty. Forty.” I repeat it with emphasis. “There’s nothing perfect on this body.”
He flips me over so fast my teeth knock against each other.
“Hey,” I protest.
His warm lips press against my throat. His thumb presses into my nipple as he cups my breast.
“Don’t ever,” he argues. “This body is everything I fantasized over for years. And more.” He rises so he can look me in the eye. “Don’t ever put it down. This body is perfect for me. Fits me like a glove. Tight and warm.”
I snort. He’s basically describing any vagina.
Raising on one arm, he lies on his side. His fingers trail a path from my breast, down to my belly.
“You don’t understand, do you?” My teeth sink into my lower lip as his fingers travel lower.
He’s the one who doesn’t understand. Words like his are dangerous. To him, this is sex. But my heart has a tendency to ignore my brain, and oh, boy. He’s pushing my heart into dangerous territory. Because I’m loving too much about him. His consideration. His kindness. For me, it went beyond physical months ago, and yet there’s no future here. Not with him. But maybe, just possibly, within me.
His fingers dip between my legs.
“Fuck, Sunny. My cum is leaking out of you. Do you have any idea how sexy that is?”
“Is that one of your fantasies?”
His long lashes flutter, and he grins up at me as his fingers push inside.
“Oh, Sunny. After this week, you’re never going to ask that question again.”
My back arches and my knees rise as his fingers bend and curl and find all the good spots. “Why is that?” I pant.
“Because, sweetheart, you’re going to live them.”
ChapterTwenty-Six
