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He chuckled and held her closer. “My ego appreciates the compliment.”
“Bently . . .” Her voice wavered.
He considered her eyes, worried. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong.”
Relief swept over him as he exhaled.
“I’ve never . . . I mean . . . I’ve never experienced that before.”
She’d felt it too. “I know. It was intense.” The hurricane of emotions that had swept through him while worshipping her on his knees was staggering.
“No—I mean, yes, it was. But I meant, I’ve never had an orgasm that wasn’t self-induced before. I had no idea it could be like that.”
He was stunned speechless. His brows knit together. This beautiful creature had never had an orgasm from a partner? “That was your first?”
She nodded, looking down as if ashamed.
He smiled. “Then we have a lot of time to make up for.”
He sucked her nipple into his mouth as she gasped. His hands found her slick entrance, searching out the spot that was sure to send her over the edge again.
He was going to make her come, over and over. Until she begged him to stop. Because his angel deserved to see heaven.
***
Bently squinted his eyes open, jolting upright. Warm sunlight trickled in through gray curtains, shining onto the red-rose bedspread. This is not my bedroom . . .
Belle.
He settled back, replaying the long night they’d had together, orgasm after orgasm that he’d given her before she’d fallen asleep in his arms. He shifted, adjusting his throbbing cock in his boxer briefs. He’d need a cold shower soon, that was for sure. He’d never gotten so worked up and not at least given himself relief. But she’d looked too peaceful to move his arm from under her as they’d lain in bed last night. Where was she now?
The door opened and Belle walked in carrying two cups of coffee. “Good morning, sleepyhead.”
Her shy smile only made his grin widen. He accepted the cup and took a sip in an attempt to hide his morning breath, before he said, “Good morning to you, gorgeous. Thanks for this.”
“It’s the least I owe you.” She sat next to him on the other side of the bed.
He set his cup on the nightstand and held out his arms to her. “Come here.”
She set her own mug down and moved closer.
He wrapped his arms around her, lifting her chin to meet her eyes. “You don’t owe me anything.”
“You’re not upset because I didn’t . . . return the favor?”
What! That’s what she thinks of me? No. That’s what she’s known all her life. She deserved so much more. And he was just another selfish bastard getting in line. “Last night wasn’t a favor. It was a gift. No strings attached. Last night was for you.”
She nodded, her neck bobbing as she swallowed.
“Fuck, I want you more than I ever thought was possible. But I will never pressure you to do anything you’re not ready for. I’ll wait as long as you need to be ready for that.” He rubbed her cheek with his thumb.
She sighed and leaned her head against his. “I know that. It’s just . . . you’re so much more than I was ready for.”
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” He chuckled.
“It’s the best thing.” She leaned in and kissed him.
