Page 12 of Her Heroic Scrooge


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That was the best thing about two years with the man of my dreams. He knew every move that would make me crazy. And I knew exactly where to run my tongue over his cock to make him moan.

Just the thought of that ramped up my arousal. I leaned back on my hands, throwing my head back, aware of the town below us. So many people, going about their business, with no idea that a woman was up here, naked from the waist down, her man between her legs.

That thought was enough to send me over the edge. I gasped and cried out as the waves overtook me, but it wasn’t enough. It would never be enough.

After waiting for me to come down from my climax, Cruz climbed out of the tub and scooped me up, carrying me into the house and taking me to the nearest surface. He pulled down his pants and underwear and positioned his cock at my entrance, his eyes meeting mine as he plunged into me.

I could never believe how quickly he could bring me back after an orgasm. Sure enough, within seconds, the tension wasrising again. When he pulled up my T-shirt and tugged the cups of my bra aside to run his thumbs over my nipples, I cried out. His thrusts increased and together, we crescendoed, his eyes remaining locked on mine as we once again solidified our bond.

When it was over, he stayed inside me, leaning over to capture my mouth in a kiss. Tears welled in my eyes at the emotion of the moment. When he pulled back, concern marred his expression.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“I just…” I shook my head. “I just love you so much.”

That brought a smile to his face. “I love you too,” he whispered. “For the rest of our lives.”

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