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“Ever make love under the stars?”
She laughed and put her head on his shoulder. “Nope and not going to go outside and do it. No stars seen here.”
“No,” he said sadly. “I miss it. Back home you just went outside and there it was. West can see the stars because he’s on the water in both of his homes in New York.”
“If you look in the distance at the lights on the buildings we can say they are the stars and just have some fun here on the couch.”
“We can do that,” he said. “We can make love on the couch in front of the condos around us. No worries, no one can see in. My windows are secure that way.”
He made sure of it. No way he wanted people looking in, but he could see out.
He slid his hand under her shirt and lifted it over her head. She wasn’t resisting, but he didn’t think she would.
She turned and pulled his shirt off too and then she attacked the buttons on his jeans, he lifted up and let her pull them off, then he took care of her leggings.
“I’m on the pill,” she said. “If you’re okay with it. If you’re not I understand.”
“I’m fine with it,” he said. He’d never been before and wasn’t sure why it didn’t bother him in the least now. Maybe because there was a tiny part in the back of his brain that wondered if this was what love felt like.
She lay back on the couch, his hands grabbing her hands and holding them over her head, their fingers interlacing, his mouth covering hers.
He kissed her softly at first. Tenderly.
He’d said make love and that was exactly what he wanted to do.
He wanted her to know he cherished her.
When her mouth opened, he slipped his tongue in and slowly they started to dance to a love song in his mind.
Her hips were lifting up to get closer. Teasing him.
Testing him.
Making him burn and wanting her to burn equally as hot.
He nudged her knees apart, settled between her legs and found her wet heat, then slid in.
She let out a moan and his followed.
He continued kissing her, holding their hands together, their bodies moving in a slow rhythm they seemed to have perfected.
Her legs came up and went around his waist, her tongue now thrusting into his mouth faster. Maybe giving him a hint as to what she wanted from him.
When her hips pushed up quickly, he knew she was close.
He wanted to give her what she wanted, but he wanted to be there with her.
Their bodies were working up a sweat, the sounds of damp skin to damp skin filling the room.
Lilian’s head went back, her muscles started to squeeze him below and he felt her coming.
She was moaning in her throat. Almost humming at the pleasure he was giving her.
Nothing could ever feed his ego as much as this moment.
He continued giving it to her until her body sagged in exhaustion and then he let himself follow until he could do nothing more than collapse on top of her.
The words of love almost slipped from his mouth, but he held them back. It wasn’t the time and he’d wait until he was positive.
