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“There's a lot that I want.”
I shifted position to place her against the pillows in the center of the bed. Then I drew back the covers and blankets until she was exposed in front of me. “I think I'm going to start at the feet and work my way up.”
Gwen's breath caught as I moved down the bed, grasping her ankle gently and lifting her leg. I pressed a kiss to the arch of her foot, my eyes never leaving hers.
"I want you to know, Gwen," I murmured, my fingers massaging the curve of her heel, "this isn't just about tonight. This is about every night. Every morning. Every stolen afternoon. And also about every moment I’ve missed. Every moment I plan to make up for."
She gasped as I flicked my tongue against her ankle, tasting the saltiness of her skin. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she bit her lower lip in anticipation as I continued my slow, torturous ascent up her leg.
"I want you to remember tonight," I said, pressing kisses up along her calf. "I want you to remember the feel of my hands on your skin, my breath against your thigh." I nipped lightly at the inside of her knee, eliciting a shuddering breath from Gwen. "I want you to remember that you belong to me."
Her hands clenched and fisted the sheets as I teased my way higher, my lips tracing a path along the inside of her thighs. She was so soft and warm, and she smelled of honey and woman and something uniquely Gwen. The heady scent intoxicated me, fueling the fire in my belly.
As my lips trailed higher, I couldn't help but marvel at the way her body trembled beneath my touch. It was as if she'd been waiting for this moment as much as I had. Our time apart had left us both aching, longing. And now, we were finally here, together again.
"Atticus," she whispered, her voice thick with need.
"Shh," I soothed, flicking my tongue along her inner thigh. "Just feel."
I could feel her muscles clench and unclench as I neared her core, the scent of her arousal filling the air. Her wetness served to only further incite my own hunger, but tonight was about her. Tonight was about making up for all the nights we'd missed, all the touches we'd yearned for.
Finally, I reached the apex of her thighs and looked up at her. "Gwen," I breathed, my voice a low growl. "Tonight, I'm going to taste every inch of you. Every. Inch."
Her response was a strangled moan as I dipped my head between her thighs, spreading them wide with my hands and using my shoulders to keep them open.
With another smirk up at her, I planted my mouth over her pussy. Her taste exploded across my tongue, and I groaned low in satisfaction.
I teased her folds with my tongue, swirling and flicking, drinking in her essence. Gwen's hips arched upward in response, her fingers digging into the sheets as moans and whimpers spilled from her lips.
"That's it," I purred against her core. "Let it out, Ness. I want to hear every sound."
Her indrawn breath was like music to my ears as I lapped at her folds, tasting the sweet nectar of her arousal. Slowly, I teased my way up her slit, savoring every inch of her until I reached the sensitive bud of her clit.
Her response was a cry ripped from deep within her chest as I plunged two fingers into her wet core. Her hips bucked, riding my fingers as they thrust inside her. All the while, I never stopped my oral assault on her clit, dragging her straight to the edge of oblivion.
Her fingers latched into my hair, tugging me close while she ground her sweet cunt against my face. Fuck me, I was never leaving. I would spend the rest of my life right here, between her firm thighs.
When I pulled one of my now-slick fingers from her pussy and teased her tight starfish entrance with it, she choked out a sob. “Oh God, Atticus.”
“Yeah, baby. I’m going to keep my promise to you and fuck you here. Would you like that, Ness? Tell me how much you want it.”
Her body trembled beneath me, and her eyes squeezed tight as my slick finger traced around her entrance. "I want it," she gasped, her hands tightening in my hair. "Atticus, please."
I gently pressed my slick finger against her tight opening, teasing her. I wanted to drive her to the edge of madness and then pull her back just before she fell over the ledge. Tonight was about savoring every moment, not rushing into anything.
Slowly but surely, I eased the tip of my finger past her entrance. She gasped at the intrusion but didn’t protest. The look in her eyes was one of unadulterated pleasure mixed with anticipation.
As I slowly pushed deeper inside, she whimpered softly and bit down on her lower lip. Her hips rose from the bed, pushing against my hand in a silent plea for more.
"Look at me," I ordered hoarsely as I plunged deeper. Gwen's eyes met mine, and the intensity of her gaze lit a fire within me that only she could extinguish.
With agonizing slowness, I pulled my finger back before pushing forward again, burrowing deeper into her ass with each thrust. Her breath hitched every time I moved further inside her; a mixture of gasps and moans filled the room along with the rustle of soft sheets beneath us.
Letting go of her clit, I placed my other hand on her lower stomach, pressing down with the heel of my palm, applying just enough pressure to make her pant and twitch.
“Are you close, Ness? Does my beautiful wife want to come?”
"Yes, yes," she gasped out between pants, her body starting to shake. Her grip on my hair didn't slacken, instead pulling me in even closer.
