Page 64 of Fire in My Heart

Sensing she’d moved from fear to desire, I stood and stepped into the tub, lifting her into my lap. Her pussy settled like a warm blanket over my dick. I nearly groaned at the sensation. It was like coming home.

I nibbled on her ear, needing her to relax. “I didn’t think it would scare you.”

Her face filled with regret. “Maybe just for a second.”

“I’m sorry, baby.” I sucked on her skin, my hand cupping one breast.

She sighed as she slid over my dick, making it weep. “You’re already forgiven, and I love this fantasy of yours.”

“Honey, I’m home,” I whispered into her ear as my cock nudged at her entrance. It would be so easy to slide inside. The anticipatory tingle began at the base of my spine. I wasn’t going to last long tonight.

“Do we need a condom?” Charlotte asked, her eyes a little wild as she slid onto the tip.

I tried to search the logic side of my brain, which had checked out apparently. “Mmm. Do we?”

“I’m on birth control, and I was tested after I broke things off with my ex.”

My arms tightened around her at the mention of another man being with her in this way. I didn’t like it. “I’ve tested negative too.”

“So we’re safe,” Charlotte said on a sigh as she sank down on my cock.

Being bare inside of her was like nothing I’d ever experienced before. “I’ve never gone without a condom.”

“Me either.” Her voice was filled with awe.

I wanted this to be good for her, to make it up to her for scaring her earlier. I could have warned her. But then it would have ruined the fantasy.

I thrust from underneath, wanting to drive her higher.

Her skin glistened in the soft light, her nipples hard peeks.

She was gorgeous.

I couldn’t believe I’d pushed her away for so long, thinking she was someone she wasn’t. I missed out on this, and that had everything to do with my suspicious nature. There was good in the world, and the best was sitting in my lap, riding my cock.

I didn’t want to move home, work long hours anymore, or be anywhere except in this tub with Charlotte. She was everything I never knew I wanted.

I sucked her nipple into my mouth, and her fingers tangled in my hair. This was as close to heaven as I could get on Earth,and I loved every blissful second. The connection, the physical sensations, and even the unfurling of affection and tenderness in my chest.

Charlotte moved faster, chasing her pleasure. I held her more tightly to me so that she was limited to shallow movements over my cock. I liked prolonging her release. I wanted her to be desperate for me.

And when she finally went over, she arched her nipple into my mouth, her head dropping back, her eyes drifting closed as her fingers tightened in my hair to the point of pain along my scalp. Charlotte was heaven.

She shuddered around me, and I followed her over, my mind shutting off as the pleasure coursed through me. Charlotte made me a different man, and I loved it.

The thought of making my mark inside of her satisfied a primal urge from deep inside me. I rested my head in the crook of her neck as she held me to her.

When we finally shifted, the water sloshed over the rim of the tub.

“That was a nice surprise,” Charlotte murmured, and I barely refrained from asking, “Was it?”

How could it be when I scared her? I wrapped my arms around her, the water growing tepid. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“It was fine.” But her expression wasn’t smooth.

“I’ll text you next time to let you know I’m coming home.” Had I just referred to the cottage as home?

Relief filtered over her face. “That would be good.”

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