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“You’re my Champion.”
“I will do everything in my power to live up to your expectations,” he said with a squeeze. “I am yours, Elizabeth Electra Miller, and you are mine. I protect what is mine. I defend and keep it.”
He kissed my hands and gazed up at me.
“When you’re scared, I’ll make you certain. When you’re sad, I’ll comfort you. When you’re happy, we’ll fucking dance.” A grin tugged at his delectable mouth. “You’ll just have to accept one thing.”
“What’s that?” I asked.
“That you have an inferior partner.”
“You dance well.”
My voice was heavy. I felt heavy in the wake of an incredible declaration like his. Placing my hands on his strong shoulders, I pressed my fingers into his solid flesh.
“Lay back,” I said. “And be quiet. I’m taking charge for once.”
Grinning full-out in a way that made my pussy quiver, he lay back.
I reached for and removed his boxers. His cock leaped at my attention. The broad head, the heat, and the width of it beckoned.
My heart raced as I imagined tasting him, but I swallowed to moisten my dry throat and said, “I’m not as good with words as you are, but I want to show you what you mean to me.”
“By all means.” He gestured to the flagpole between his legs. “Continue.” Even on his back, he topped from the bottom.
“Bossy.” I smiled back at him. “Even when your girlfriend is in charge.” I tried out the word. It made my heart race, but it felt right.
“You know how your boyfriend is.” His eyes darkened, and his voice deepened. “And you like it.”
He was right.
“I do like it. I like you. But I like this too.”
Untying my robe, I watched him watching me as I slowly shrugged it off one shoulder and then the other before grabbing the hem of my chemise and lifting it over my head.
“Fucking phenomenal,” he said after a leisurely perusal that made every inch of my naked body tingle.
“You are, Mr. Valentine.”
I climbed over him. My skin grazing his crackled like a live wire, and my pulse throbbed. Hands shaking with eagerness, I ran my fingers over his chiseled muscles. His pecs, his abs, they would be immortalized in the Hall of Fame one day.
“You’re so well formed,” I said. “The strength of your shoulders. The width.” I traced them.
“You’re so curvy,” he rumbled. “So sexy.”
I heard his breath rate increase. My own shortened.
“I love touching you.”
Moving between his powerful legs dusted with masculine hair, I grazed the coins of his tan nipples with the edge of my nails. I delighted in his sharp inhale, reveled in the way he took a length of my hair and wrapped it around his hand. Downward, I went, feeling a little tug at my scalp from the tightness of his grip, and I liked it. He was possessive and unable to completely relinquish control.
One side of my mouth curving, I caressed his ridged abs. He released my hair and placed his hands on my waist, completely encompassing it.
When I reached the prize, I heard him draw in a sharp breath. Both sides of my mouth curving, I let the ends of my hair caress his cock.
“Tease,” he growled.
“You love it.”
