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“You want me to turn over with a hard-on from hell?”
She pressed her lips together and her eyes twinkled. “Well, yes. Surely you can tuck it somewhere. ”
“I’ll tell you where I can tuck it,” he said darkly.
She rubbed her hands together. “Back first. Unless of course you’d rather not get the massage. ”
Reaching down to guard the sensitive parts, he rolled and gingerly eased his body down, stretching full length on the wide couch.
Lily moved softly up behind him and put a knee down between his legs. “Has anyone ever told you what a nice ass you have?”
He grunted in reply.
Then she placed both palms in the center of his back, and he groaned in sheer pleasure. Feather light, her hands smoothed over his back up to his shoulders and spread out, kneading the tired, tense muscles.
Her warmth bled into his skin as she continued to roll and massage every part of his back. He held his breath when her fingers glanced over his ass then stopped and cupped the cheeks.
His cock was going to become a permanent part of his stomach as hard as he was. It was growing increasingly uncomfortable. His balls ached, and his cock twitched against the confines of being trapped between the couch and his belly.
Then she leaned down and kissed the small of his back. Just one, gentle, sweet kiss. He closed his eyes
and gave himself over to her tender regard.
For half an hour she rubbed and molded, touched and comforted until he was a boneless, spineless lump on the couch.
Then, finally, she rose and whispered for him to turn over.
Carefully he propped himself up and turned on his side and then again to his back.
“Whoa,” she said as she stared down at his turgid erection.
“Yeah,” he muttered. “I get that way around you. ”
She smiled and got back onto the couch, this time straddling his knees so that his legs remained together. The position pushed his cock up even further, and she stared down at it like she was set to devour it. God, he hoped like hell that was exactly what she planned to do.
Slowly and very deliberately, she lowered her mouth until the head was a mere inch from her lips. She blew over it, sending chill bumps over places he didn’t think chill bumps were possible.
Then her tongue flicked out, lightly licking the tip. His cock bobbed in response and strained upward, so hard that he was to the point of agony.
“No directions for me?” she purred. “I thought you liked control. ”
“Oh hell no,” he groaned. “You’re doing just fine without my interference. It’s my policy never to get involved in a lengthy discussion when I’m in a vulnerable position. ”
She chuckled lightly and licked over the tip again, this time tracing around the flared head.
“Jesus, Lily. You’re killing me here. ”
She pursed her lips around the crown and very carefully began sucking his length into her mouth, inch by excruciating inch.
He arched up, trying to get more of it into her mouth, but she held him off by grasping the base with her hand and squeezing.
She continued her downward assault, laving her tongue over the thick vein on the underside of his cock. When she reached halfway, she slid back up again, taking him to the very tip. Before he fell away from her mouth, she went down again, this time sucking him so deep that he bumped against the back of her throat.
She swallowed, milking him, working her throat around the head until his hands curled into the couch, desperate and frantic.
“This might be a record,” he gritted out. “I’m about two seconds from coming already. ”
She smiled around his length but paused, remaining still, him lodged deep. She fondled his balls, cupping and rolling them in her palm as she slid back up, leaving a warm, wet trail.
“You have the most amazing mouth,” he said in a strained voice. “So fucking hot and wet and tight. ”
Her hand slipped from his balls to curl around the base of his cock again. She grasped him, worked him up and down with her hand while she held the tip in her mouth. And then she went for it, pulling him hard and deep, moving her hand in rhythm with her mouth.
Fast. Hard. Deep. Over and over until he shouted her name. His release boiled deep in his balls and shot up his cock like a volcano erupting. His cry was savage and guttural as she took everything he gave her and clamped down greedily for more.
He spilled into her throat, spurting more with each thrust. She swallowed and kept sliding her hot mouth tight over his pulsing cock until his orgasm eased.
He slumped into the couch, so sated and loose that he couldn’t move if he wanted to. Lily carefully cleaned the remainder of his release from his cock and then gently let go of his lessening erection.
“Come here,” he said huskily, reaching for her.
He pulled her up his body until she was lying flush against him, their faces close together. He brushed the curls from her forehead and stroked her hair, marveling at this one perfect moment where everything in the world seemed right.
Emotion throbbed in his chest, tightening it, overwhelming him. He tried to find the words to express all she meant to him but could get nothing past uncooperative lips.
Finally he managed to get out the one thing he knew above all else. Three little words that he’d never spoken to another woman.
“I love you,” he whispered.
Her eyes went soft and glowed in the dim light. There was such a loving set to her expression that his heart did flips in his chest.
“I love you too,” she returned softly.
He wrapped his arms around her and crushed her to his chest, shaking with the magnitude of the moment. He pressed his lips firm to her temple and simply remained there, too shaken, too scattered to do anything more than hold her.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Emboldened by her declaration the night before, Lily was a woman on a mission the next day. She woke with a smile and deep-seated contentment, the kind people waited a lifetime for.
She danced through her morning routine, showering and dressing. She made it out just in time to see Michael off with a lusty kiss and a murmured I love you.
Then she hugged herself and almost gave into the temptation to let out a giddy squeal.
It occurred to her as she was eating a quick breakfast that while she had a killer plan in place, she had no way to pull it off. She frowned. Okay, she wouldn’t let something as simple as transportation sway her from her task.
When in doubt, call for back-up.
She picked up the phone and dialed Holly’s number. She was a little discomfited when a male answered the phone. She didn’t immediately know which Colter it was and she hesitated, her tongue suddenly uncooperative.
