Page 32 of Bayou Sunset

He removed his shirt and shorts in nearly one swift motion.

With the confidence of a man who’d bedded millions of women but only had bedded a few, he walked her back until her knees met the edge of her bed, and she fell back onto the mattress. “Finally,” he said as he knelt before her, “I’ve got ya where I want ya.”

“Steve, get ya ass up here. I need ya inside me, now.”

“Sorry, Rocket, I be where I’m supposed to be now.” He parted her legs and kissed the inside of her thighs before he looked at her womanly center. Damn, she was pretty and pink and—he touched a finger to her wet folds—ready for him. But he wasn’t prepared. Well, he was, but not entirely. He wouldn’t allow himself to come before he gave her pleasure.

Teasing her, he kissed his way from the inside of her thigh to her center. He licked her folds and nibbled at her nub, listening to her moan and gasp. Those little noises drove his need to explore and conquer all of her, to know every inch ofhiswoman.

Yeah, he knew she washiswoman. He wouldn’t try to hide that fact like some of his brethren did when they fell in love.

Tasting ambrosia, he continued his assault on her center while he slipped a finger inside her heat.Mon Dieu!He was about to come himself.

But, he held himself in check, waiting until his efforts yielded her tensing, lifting her hips, and shuddering to cry out his name. Working her nub, he extended her climax until she cried, “No more.”

“Sorry,mon amour, dere be lots more.” He froze, wondering if she’d caught he’d just called her “his love.” When she only closed her eyes with a sated smile, he breathed. He’d have to be more careful until the time was right.

He stood, dropped his briefs, reached for his shorts, and removed the condom he’d placed in a pocket, praying the night went his way. “Scoot up on dat there bed.”

His hands shook while Daisy Mae watched him put the condom on his dick. He struggled to maintain his composure even though the night had just begun.

“Why didn’t I get a turn?” she asked.

Oui, like I can handle that right now.He was so hypersensitive to her touch that he’d come if she brushed thehead of his cock. “Next time.”

The smile on her face conveyed her desire for the next time, boosting his confidence.

Romeo gazed at her beautiful face while he slid over her, resting on his elbows. “Ya be everything I always wanted in a woman.”

“Oui, ya be everything I always wanted in a man.”

Romeo slid his body between her legs, feeling the heat radiate from her body.

“Where does dat leave us, Steve?”

“Right now? In dis bed, enjoying the hell out of each other. Driving each other ’til we be so aware of our heartbeats that we feel like we be beating as one.”

“Oui,” she breathed, then moaned when he leaned over and kissed below her earlobe. “Ya be good wit words.”

He nibbled his way down her neck toward her breast. “Those no be just words. I want it all.” When he reached her nipple, he took it in his mouth, flicking the peak with his tongue.

Daisy Mae moaned, running her hands through Romeo’s hair and wrapping her legs around his, pulling him tight to her core. “Steve, quit torturing me.”

Reaching down, Romeo found what he’d already known, slick with her release—she was more than ready for him. He guided his cock to her opening and slowly slid in. Not to brag, but he was a relatively large man, not huge, but larger than most, and she was tiny and tight.Mon Dieu!She was tight.

Romeo groaned and almost bit his tongue to keep from coming right then and there. He wasn’t even entirely inside her, and he was ready to blow his wad. “Merde, Daisy Mae, ya feel so good. I no sure I be able to last long.”

“Ya be speaking to the choir. I be almost ready again as ya fill me. Each new thrust brings me closer and closer to da summit.”

Done with words—actually, unable to speak any longerbecause his smaller head had taken control—he slid into the hilt and stopped. Sighing with a pleasure he’d never imagined, Romeo didn’t want to move. He could remain joined like this forever. Did life get any sweeter or perfect than this?

Unfortunately, Rocket couldn’t be still. She squirmed underneath him. So, he withdrew and thrust again. This would be his woman for all eternity. He would make it known by showing her how much he loved and cared for her.

Daisy Mae adjusted her legs around him and shifted. Before he knew what had happened, she flipped them over. “Ya be going too slow,” she said, sitting up on him. “We can go slow later.”

Joy infused his heart. He couldn’t agree more. Reaching up to her hips, he helped her control the rhythm until beads of sweat glistened on their bodies.

Romeo grabbed her ass and kept her tight against him with each thrust, ensuring she took him as deeply as possible. Having his hands on her ass reaffirmed his thoughts of how perfectly it was shaped.

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