Page 30 of Love in Kentbury


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“It’s comfortable,” I say, hoping she feels the same coziness that always washes over me here.

“It’s so cozy. And that big window over the fireplace is just beautiful,” she sighs wistfully, eyes shining. “You could sleep under the stars.”

“My room has a similar view,” I tell her, envisioning us wrapped in blankets gazing up at the night sky.

“I bet it’s romantic,” she says softly, glancing my way from beneath her lashes.

Slowly, I lean down and press my lips to hers. The kiss is soft at first, but quickly turns hungry, desperate. I run my hands down her arms, aching to feel more of her, but know we should take this elsewhere.

“Would you like to see the rest of the house?” I murmur. Lou nods, eyes shining. I intertwine our fingers and lead her through the rustic corridors. In the kitchen, sunlight spills across butcher block counters and copper-bottomed pans gleaming on the walls. Lou brushes her fingertips over jars of spices lining rough-hewn shelves before turning to give me a smile that warms my entire body.

I show her the rest of the place, signaling to the four bedrooms until we arrive at my room at the end of the hall. The flames dance in the stone fireplace, bathing everything in a sensual amber glow. Lou inhales softly, taking in the king-sized bed. But what captures her attention is the expansive skylight above, midnight blue sky glittering with stars.

“It’s magical,” she whispers. She tears her gaze away to meet mine, tenderness and desire playing over her features.

Without a word, I pull her into my arms, crushing my lips to hers. She responds eagerly, her arms wrapping around my neck as we deepen the kiss. My hands roam over her body, feeling the heat radiating off of her.

“Henrik,” she says my name in awe. “I want you.”

She doesn’t have to say more. I push Louanne against the wall, my hands exploring the curves of her body. Her jeans are soft under my fingers, the fabric worn thin in places from years of love and wear. I slip my fingers under the waistband, feeling the warmth of her skin. She gasps as I pull her closer, my lips finding hers in a hungry kiss.

We break it and I lift the hem of her shirt and pull it over her head. I can’t help but run my fingers along the curve of her collarbone, feeling her breath hitch as I do. My heart races in anticipation as I expose her lacy bra.

“Henrik,” she breathes, her voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes are wide, pupils dilated with desire. I lean down, pressing my lips to the sensitive skin just above the lace. She gasps, arching her back as I pull the garment off, freeing her breasts.

My mouth finds her nipple, and I suck hard, eliciting a sharp cry from Lou. She tangles her fingers in my hair, pulling me closer as I continue feathering kisses along her soft skin. Her body writhes beneath me, and I can feel the heat radiating from her core.

I move up to her neck, nibbling gently at first, then harder as Lou’s moans grow louder. She tastes like cookie dough and strawberries, and I can’t get enough.

“You’re so beautiful,” I murmur against her lips, my fingers working at the button of her jeans. “So fucking gorgeous.”

She moans as I slide the zipper down, my fingers brushing against her skin. I can feel her heart racing beneath my touch, matching the rhythm of my own. I nip at her earlobe, my breath hot against her neck.

“Precious,” I whisper, my voice hoarse with desire. “So fucking precious.”

Her jeans fall to the floor, leaving her in nothing but a pair of lacy panties. I can’t help but stare, my eyes taking in every inch of her. She’s perfect, every curve and line of her body a work of art. I reach out, tracing the outline of her hip with my fingers. She shivers under my touch, her breath hitching in her throat.

“Henrik,” she whispers, her voice trembling with need.

I can’t take my eyes off of her. Louanne, completely naked. She’s a vision of beauty that steals my breath away. Her skin is flawless, glowing in the soft light coming from the fireplace. Her curves are lush and inviting, making my hands itch to touch her, to explore every inch of her.

My gaze travels down her body, taking in the tempting swell of her breasts over the soft curve of her belly, and the supple roundness of her hips. She’s a work of art, a masterpiece all her own. But my focus soon shifts to her legs, spread open just enough to give me a tantalizing glimpse of what lies between her silken thighs.

Without a word, I kneel in front of her and lean forward, pressing a soft kiss to the inside of her thigh. She shivers beneath my touch, and I feel a thrill of satisfaction run through me. I do it again, moving higher up her leg, teasing her with each kiss. Her breathing quickens, and I can see the anticipation building in her eyes.

When I finally reach the apex of her thighs, I pause, taking a moment to appreciate the sight before me. Her pussy is wet, glistening with desire, and I can’t resist the urge to taste her. I press my mouth to her core, feeling her heat against my lips. She tastes like heaven, a mix of sweet and salty that makes my head spin.

I slide my fingers inside of her, feeling her walls contract around me. She’s tight, so fucking tight, and I can’t help but groan at the sensation. I start to move my fingers, thrusting in and out of her as I lick and suck at her clit. She’s moaning now, her hips bucking against my face as she rides my fingers.

I can feel her getting closer, her muscles tensing around me as she reaches for her climax. I redouble my efforts, licking and sucking harder, thrusting deeper. And then she comes, crying out my name as she convulses around my fingers.

“Yes, baby, that’s it. Give me your orgasm. Give it to me,” I praise her.

I stand up as she collapses against me, spent and sated. My grip tightens on Lou’s waist, her skin soft and warm beneath my fingers. The room is dimly lit, but I can still see the flush of arousal creeping up her neck, her chest rising and falling with each shallow breath. My cock throbs in anticipation, straining against my pants as I guide her toward the bed.

“Good girl,” I murmur, my voice husky with desire. “You have no idea how much I’ve been wanting this.”

She looks up at me with those big hazel eyes, and I can see the trust and vulnerability in them. It only makes me want her more.

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