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He raised his eyebrows. “That hot, huh?”
“Uh-huh,” she said, climbing back on top of him and settling her head on his chest, her cheek against the beating of his heart.
She loved that sound. She woke up to it every morning. Woke up to him under her, holding her so possessively. How he slept with her on him, she had no idea.
“I love sleeping with you on top of me,” he told her in a husky voice. Whoops, she hadn’t meant to say that out loud. She was starting to wonder if there was something wrong with her. Was there some sort of disease where you just blurted everything you were thinking out?
“Because I know exactly where you are. Safe. In my arms.”
Her heart melted. “Big guy, you sure do know all the right things to say.”
“Sometimes,” he admitted, running his hand up and down her back.
Turning her face around, she laid a kiss at the base of his neck. “Ed?”
“Hmm?”
“Will you. . . . I mean, can we . . .” she let out a deep breath. “I want you to sleep with me,”
“I sleep with you every night.”
She leaned up on her arms. “I know you know what I meant.”
“Can’t say it, Georgie-girl?”
“I’m trying.”
He placed his hand around the back of her head and pulled her up for a kiss. He ran his tongue over her lips. The kiss became quickly hot, stealing her breath and pushing her arousal higher.
“Please, Ed. I’m trying to ask for what I need.”
“I know you are. And I’m proud of you. Normally, you wouldn’t get pleasure after a punishment. But asking for what you need deserves a reward.”
“It does. It really does.”
Sitting up, her legs went to either side of his as he turned so he was facing the TV. She was now sitting on his lap, facing him. “I think we might have to keep watching the movie, though. Wouldn’t want to miss anything.”
“What do you mean? I’ve seen this movie lots. We don’t have to keep watching.”
“But we do. Turn around.”
Turn around? What did he mean? Then he grasped hold of her hips and helped her turn. Somehow she managed it without kneeing him in the face. Or other, more precious areas. Now she was kneeling facing the TV with her back to him. She didn’t get it.
Until he reached around her to play with her nipples. He toyed with them. Twisting them then soothing them with soft brushes of his fingers. Which just added to the torture.
“Ed, more,” she begged.
“You’ll get more when I want you to have more. I’m in charge right now.”
No! That wasn’t fair. She moved her hips up and down, almost without thought. As though she might find some friction for her clit. When that didn’t happen, she decided to act herself and slipped her finger down to her pussy.
Oh. That felt so good.
Then a big hand left her breast, reaching down to grasp hold of her wrist.
“Bad girl. Did I say you could touch yourself?”
Oh shoot. Fudge. She couldn’t touch herself? Actually, part of her was shocked that she had been that brazen. That wasn’t really her. She was more of an under-the-sheets, missionary girl.
