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“Why aren’t you?” I played with his hair as he rounded his arms around my waist, holding me closer. I knew the moment called for comfort and consolation, yet I couldn’t help feeling myself getting wetter.
“Things could’ve gone incredibly wrong. Mia and I came close to not getting out of this alive.” My gut was coiled at the idea of never seeing him again, and I squeezed him tighter. “But we managed to get out and accomplish what we were there to do. Thenheran away. Again. And there’sthis heaviness surrounding us. No matter what we do, no matter how much we succeed, we could never undo what was done to us, and we can’t help falling apart. If that wasn’t enough, my ex-wife keeps pestering me about something I don’t care about. After putting my baby at risk, putting us all at risk, she still feels entitled to badger me.”
He sighed against my neck, then lifted his head to look at me. “All I wanted to do was decompress and then head home to my two girls.” He ran his fingers on my cheek with surprising softness. “All I wanted was to find you in here, in my house, this home I’m building with Fee, of which you’re already such an integral part.”
“I’m here now. For you. Just take whatever you need so you can feel better.”
He caressed my face with wonder. “You’re already making me feel better. You’re my lifesaver when everything else seems intent on drowning me. I have a lot of baggage I could never ask you to carry with me. Yet just being by your side makes it all feel lighter.”
I felt his erection poking against my belly, and anticipation coursed through me. “What if I want to carry it with you? Even if you don’t ask?”
“I can’t expect that from you.”
“Good. Then I get to surprise you. Besides sharing the weight of the world with you, I can always make things feel better.” I cupped his shaft over his clothes, making him moan. I unzipped his pants and slipped my hand inside, feeling his hard warmth. “I know you like to fix things and care for everyone. Let me do the caring this time.”
I went down on my knees, pulling his pants and underwear down. His cock jumped free, and there was no surprise about his size and girth. For it, I felt giddy and wetter.
But it wasn’t about me. It was about making him forget about his many problems. It was about creating something for us.
Without giving him much time to protest and talk me out of it, I leaned closer and licked him from base to tip, feeling empowered when his hips buckled. As I caressed his balls, I left open-mouthed kisses along his shaft, then put it in my mouth. I went down as much as I could, hollowing my cheeks and swirling my tongue around him.
His groans urged me further, and when he thrust his hands into my hair, I felt inebriated. I bobbed up and down on him, taking him further and further into my throat each time, feasting on him and savoring whenever he moaned my name.
I felt him swell inside my mouth, but then he pulled me up. “Your mouth should come with a warning,” he panted. “But I’ll take advantage of it later. I have other ideas for now.”
He picked me up with ease and placed me on the counter, fitting himself between my legs. His lips crashed onto mine, claiming me like never before. His control was slipping, and I couldn’t wait for him to give in to us.
As his tongue danced with mine, my hands fisting his hair, he lifted me to pull down my sleeping shorts, bringing my underwear along with them. The coldness from the counter wasn’t enough to quell my thirst for him. Still devouring my mouth, he ran his fingers up the inside of my legs, increasing my anticipation.
We only paused the kiss so he could take my top off and pull his shirt from behind his neck in one motion. I couldn’t hold back my gasp at the bruises on his torso. He peered down at his ribs, seemingly having forgotten about the many colors covering his chest. “These will heal. We have more important things to worry about.”
He leaned down to play with my breasts, pulling one of my nipples inside his mouth while he fondled the other with his fingers, alternating the attention between the two. His stubble scratched my sensitive skin as he trailed kisses from my breasts to my lips, claiming my mouth again.
Without any warning, he broke the kiss and pulled me to the edge of the counter by the back of my knees. “I hope you’re ready.” He kneeled in front of my open legs, his frame so big that his head reached over the counter, and his shoulders forced my legs even more apart.
Before I could get ready for what I knew was coming, his mouth descended on my core, and I was forced to stifle a loud moan. He licked and kissed me from my entrance to my clit, circling it with his tongue and sucking it into his mouth.
I lay back, and my hips started to act on their own accord as he feasted on me. I placed my feet on the edge of the counter for support and fisted his hair, while he kept me in place, holding me by the hips, strong enough to leave bruises—that I couldn’t wait to see.
He continued to devour my clit and surprised me by slipping two fingers inside me, motioning them back and forth. I felt my desire grow as I squeezed his fingers. When he nipped my clit, I was pushed over the edge. My whole body shook as I felt wave after wave of pleasure coursing through me, making my limbs go weak.
He stood up in front of me and licked his fingers, not caring to clean his mouth. “I hope you’re not tired because we aren’t done.” He put me down in front of him and turned me around.
On instinct, I leaned over the counter, pushing my butt up toward him. He caressed my back and pulled my hair to the side so he could watch my profile. “If you want out at any point, just say the word.”
“Don’t you dare stop!” He chuckled at my desperation and continued to peruse me. Maybe it wasn’t my most responsible decision, but I trusted him, so I left it hanging, “I’m healthy. And on the pill.”
He stopped his exploration and stared at me. “Is this really what you want? Are you sure?”
I nodded. “I want to feel all of you.”
He groaned, and his control finally snapped. He fisted my hair in one of his big hands and entered me in one swift motion, making us moan. He stood still, waiting for me to adjust to his girth. “Damn, you’re tight.” His voice was strained and mirrored the intensity of my desire.
When I felt ready, I braced myself on my arms and pushed my hips back. He began to move, slowly at first. He leaned over my back, and feeling his heat covering me was driving me crazy.
He nipped my neck and shoulders, increasing his pace, while his free hand roamed over my body, right before it circled my hips and sought my bundle of nerves. That’s when I lost control.
My mewls got louder and more frantic. His thrusts were erratic, and our breaths were broken as we both fell off the edge of desire. My core squeezed him tighter as another orgasm hit me full force, and I had to bite my arm to keep myself from screaming. Danny buried his face into the crook of my neck and let out a groan so loud, it made me come again. Or still.
