Page 41 of Forbidden Flame

She tasted exactly as I remembered, sweet and spicy, everything good in this world. I eased two fingers inside her, continuing to lick and suck her clit. She writhed on the bed, then tensed before she went over. I continued pumping inside her as her walls spasmed around my fingers. I gentled my touch as she finally came down from the high.

I grabbed a condom from the nightstand. “I like having you all to myself.”

Daphne cupped my jaw, causing my heart to stutter with my cock at her entrance. “I like it too.”

“I want more,” I said as I slowly eased inside, relishing the feel of her walls surrounding me. I wanted everything, but it wasn’t time yet.

“I want that too.” She bit her lip as I filled her to the hilt.

I was talking about more than just sex, but it was too soon to tell her everything I wanted. Especially when it wasn’t possible. Our families would never accept our relationship. This was all we could have, stolen moments here and there.

The crazy thing was I’d take whatever I could get. I lifted her so that my cock teased her G-spot. Her hands traveled over my chest and my forearms.

“Touch yourself,” I said, my voice sounding guttural.

Her eyes met mine with a hint of challenge in them. Her hand landed on her stomach and slowly moved down until she was teasing her clit. With every thrust, I felt her fingers rubbing against me.

Her eyes fluttered shut.

“Eyes on me while I’m inside you,” I demanded.

There was something about her touching herself while I was inside her that drove me wild. The tingle began at the base of my spine and traveled up until it burst in an explosion of light behind my eyelids.

She spasmed around me. I rested my weight on her body and kissed her shoulder. I was spent, but I’d never felt more satisfied. The woman that had been in my mind for weeks was in my bed, naked and drunk from her orgasm.

It felt good, and I never wanted her to leave. The emotions built in my chest, bigger than I’d ever experienced before.

Too soon, I needed to get up and take care of the condom. I washed my hands and looked at myself in the mirror. I was a man who was obsessed with a woman he couldn’t have.

It was crazy and reckless, but I couldn’t seem to do anything to stop the trajectory I was on. In the bedroom, Daphne was curled on her side, and I eased under the sheets behind her. I wrapped an arm around her, and she easily settled against the cradle of my body.

I kissed her shoulder. “Can you stay the night?”

She shifted so that she was facing me. “I probably need to get back before morning. Just in case Izzy wakes up and needs me.”

“I wish you could stay.”

“Me too.” She was quiet for a few seconds. I couldn’t see her face. “You know this is crazy, right?”

I chuckled without any humor. “I can’t seem to stop indulging in my favorite treat.”

“Are you comparing me to ice cream?” Daphne asked, amusement tinging her tone.

“It’s like you’re my favorite flavor of ice cream, and I can’t help but eat as much as I want even if it will give me a stomachache. You’re too tempting.”

A smile spread over her face. “I like that.”

“That I compared you to a stomachache?” I teased.

She laughed against my chest. “That you think I’m tempting.”

“You are so beautiful and sweet and kind. I just wish I could take you on a real date. Maybe meet your daughter.” I wasn’t naive enough to think that I could ignore the most important part of her. I wanted to get to know Daphne, and that included Izzy.

“I want that too. But you know it’s impossible.”

“We aren’t meant to be.” But the words created a cavern in my chest.

She sighed, and I tightened my hold on her. “What are we doing then?”

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