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Fully naked underneath.
Sexiest sight ever.
“I approve of your choice of undergarments,” he said, taking in her full breasts, which rose and fell like she’d been running.
“Now let’s remove yours.”
She yanked off his shirt while he shoved down his shorts and briefs in one swift move, kicking off his shoes along the way.
She had parted her legs and was reaching for him, but he had other ideas.
He bent down and traced his nose along her legs, taking in the floral scent of her body lotion—probably one of her own creations. When he reached her vagina, he inhaled the sweet scent of desire he could see glistening there. He blew gently, and her hands clamped into his hair, nudging him forward.
She cried out when he licked her. A slow, deliberate sip, as if he was tasting the most delectable dessert. And to him, she was a perfect combination of every dessert he’d ever had.
He sampled, going deeper with each thrust of his tongue, the press of her thighs against his face. When she trembled, he inserted a finger and sucked on her clit, and she pressed his head against her as she thrust her hips and cried out her release.
Best sound ever.
This time when she pulled him up, he let her take hold of him, and he entered her in one slow stroke, knowing there was no other place he wanted to be, no other person he wanted to do this with for the rest of his life.
She scooted closer and spread her legs wider, allowing him to sink further into her heat. Cupping her breasts, he teased her nipples with his thumbs, swallowing her moan with a deep kiss. He wanted to savor the sensations as he pulled out, only to have her tilt her hips and dig her nails into his ass before he slammed into her.
He felt her release build even as his own rushed forward. Then they were both coming and calling out each other’s names. The perfect release with the perfect girl.
“I love you, Abby,” he murmured against her mouth.
She sucked in air before pulling back and meeting his gaze. “I love you, Connor.”
She bit her lip, and he caught a flicker of hesitation.
“What?” he asked, still buried deep inside her.
“I’m afraid of this. We’ve been here before. What if we can’t make it work this time?”
A question he’d asked himself the past few days.
“I’d be lying if I didn’t say I’m scared too.” He lifted her chin to see eyes brimming with tears. “But I’ve learned sometimes you have to run toward what scares you.”
“Like what you did to deal with your drug addiction.”
“While this is a different kind of scary, the same principle applies. We talk openly and honestly about things, even if it makes us uncomfortable.”
“Okay. What if I want to take things slow?” she said.
He pulled out a little before thrusting up, already feeling himself getting hard again. “I hope slow doesn’t mean no more of this.”
She laughed. “Connor Maguire, you are a sex addict.”
“I can live with that, darlin’. Can you?”
“I’m offended you would think I couldn’t handle your insatiable sexual appetite, mister.”
She moved her hips, and he grew harder. He was more than halfway ready for round two.
She kneaded the muscles in his neck. “I meant we both have a lot going on right now. Me with my new business and you with yours. Let’s enjoy this and work on building a relationship.”
“I can do that.” He caught her lips and kissed her deep. “I want you again.”
