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Eyes squeezed shut, she hugged the realization, the faint desire, close. The wanting wasn’t the piercing, intense yearning she was more familiar with, but it was real and it existed.
The overwhelming relief made her giddy. She didn’t need to wake him, didn’t need to act on the emotion. The existence of her desire was enough. Smiling, she released a long breath.
His arm flexed, and he rolled to his side, pulling her into his front. His mouth brushed her shoulder before he settled.
“Hey,” he mumbled at her ear, deep voice rough with sleep.
Her arm aligned to his bare torso. Keenly aware of everywhere they touched, she inhaled. “Hi.”
“He asleep?” He ran his palm along her thigh, hip to knee and back again, pure affection. Her nerves tingled in the wake of that touch.
“Yes.”
He rubbed his cheek on her hair. “Sorry I didn’t get up.”
“It’s fine.” She snuggled closer into him, wriggling her hip into his thigh, finding the way they curved together. When both Eva and Lee had been tiny infants, he’d left the bed when she did, helping with diaper changes or bringing her something to drink while she nursed, burping the baby and settling them down.
His breathing evened out, and she let her lashes fall, seeking slumber, not finding it. His arm cradled the underside of her breasts, the curve of her breast warmed by his bare chest. His thighs cradled her hip, the side of her leg.
He wanted them to take it slow, but Holy Mother. She was so aware of him, and she wanted to celebrate that.
It wasn’t like he would complain if she woke him to make love.
Or that he would tell her no.
At least, she hoped not.
Turning into him, she draped her thigh over his and touched gentle fingers to his chest. The position opened her to him, pressed them together intimately.
A rough sigh moved his chest, and he folded an arm about her head, rubbing her scalp, mouth at her brow. His other hand shifted to cup her derrière and urge her into him. In his boxers, pressed to her intimate flesh, his penis stirred, twitched, growing hard.
He thrust against her, an easy roll of his hips, then stilled, the sudden stiffening of his muscles and a hitch in his breathing signaling he’d come fully awake. “Cait?”
His drowsy drawl flowed like molasses, and she wound her arms about his neck, pressing closer, cradling his erection between her thighs.
“I want you,” she murmured next to his ear, and his hand flexed, gripping her ass before he relaxed.
Nuzzling under her ear, he eased up her camisole, cupping her breast and rubbing his thumb over her hard nipple. Pushing her to her back, he bent over her to drag his tongue over her other nipple.
“You are the sexiest thing.” He closed his teeth on her, sucking, soothing with his tongue, and she arched into him, sensation sizzling straight to the pulsing between her thighs. His palm slid down her belly. “Gorgeous. And mine.”
His hand dipped between her thighs, and he teased a pair of fingers over her clit.
“Oh.” She laid a hand over his wrist, suddenly trembling on the edge of a climax, and his dark laugh vibrated against the tattoo of his name on her ribs.
“Il mio,” he muttered and slid both fingers inside her, a smooth thrusting, teasing and arousing.
She arched, little restless movements of her hips, and wrapped a hand around his erection. “Please.”
He shoved off his boxers while she peeled away her shorts. Planting a hand on the mattress, he came back between her spread thighs. He palmed his arousal and positioned himself, sliding against wet flesh, circling the head against her clit.
Clutching his shoulders, she rubbed into him, loving the heat and friction, wanting more.
She wanted him, hard and heavy and inside her.
She pressed her nails into him. “Take me.”
On a harsh laugh, he shifted, sinking inside her with one solid stroke. She arched again, wrapping her ankles over his thighs, taking him deeper as her body contracted around him. He groaned, and she smiled into his shoulder, tilting her hips into his. Familiarity meant she knew how they fit together, the angle that allowed him to plunge deep, that dragged his upstroke over her clit and brought his pelvis to hers in the most exquisite pressure.
