Page 39 of Burning Truth

Then his hands moved up her ribcage, and she felt his thumbs brushing the bottom slope of her breasts. He teased just at the edge of her bra, then he went higher, over the tips of her nipples. Addie gasped at the arousal that ran through her.

“You have such perfect breasts,” he said, a raspy growl in his voice. “Even in the van, I find myself watching them bounce.”

Addie chuckled. Her breasts were pretty nice. “Oh, really? I don’t feel like that’s how you should look at a job.”

Severn stopped what he was doing and gave her a direct look. “You’re more than a job. You have to realize that by now. I don’t do this, have never done this, with any other client.”

Tears actually started in her eyes. “Really?”

“Really,” he affirmed, then cupped her head to draw her down into another kiss.

Addie lost track of the amount of kisses that he gave her, just enjoying how they made her feel. Her panties were soaked, andsomething was going to have to happen soon, because her body was literally throbbing with excitement.

Sitting up, she ripped the shirt over her head, exposing her satin-cupped bra. Her nipples stood at attention, and a rakish smile tipped his lips as he reached out to run his fingers over the peaks. “Now, isn’t that just a beautiful sight.”

Addie felt the hardness beneath her get even harder, and she couldn’t help but arch back and grind a little as he played with her breasts. Fumbling, she ripped her bra off completely, tossing it aside, and his hands immediately cupped her, lifting and squeezing.

She would have to climb off of him to get rid of her shorts, though.

Severn seemed to sense her frustration, because he gave her a slight smile. “Just a minute, woman, and we’ll go upstairs and do this right. I need you to sit right here for just a minute and let me love these.”

Well, when he asked so nicely...

While he was playing with her boobs, she was going to explore. Reaching down, she unbuckled the black belt he wore, then the button. When she reached for the zipper, though, he brushed her hands away. Moving quickly, he unzipped his fly. It was such a masculine movement, and Addie knew she could watch him do that forever.

Then he pulled his cock out, and her body liquified. It had been a while since she’d had sex, and the last guy had been lackluster, at best. She had a feeling Severn was going to rock her world, and possibly ruin her for anyone else. His cock was long and cut, the head flushed a deep lurid pink with arousal. Addie wanted to rip her shorts away and sink onto him.

She shifted to get off him, desperate to strip. Severn grinned, seeming to understand what she needed. His cock bounced infront of him as he stood, too. “Get upstairs,” he said, and spun her by her shoulders. Then he smacked her ass.

Addie didn’t need anymore encouragement. Giggling, she ran up the stairs, only slowing at the top of the landing as her shorts tangled her feet. Severn very helpfully gripped her hips in his hands to stabilize her, and her ass cheeks brushed against his hardness. Oh, maybe they could just...

He smacked her ass again. “You’re not stopping here,” he laughed, and she glanced over her shoulder to catch the look on his face. She’d never heard him laugh before, and she hadn’t realized that until just now. The stern lines of his face eased, and he looked so much younger, more carefree. Addie vowed to make him laugh more.

After they had sex.

Kicking the shorts away, she rushed into her bedroom. Bouncing onto the bed, she turned to watch him.

Severn’s cock was beautiful, and it made her mouth water. As she watched, he shucked his black pants and kicked them away. Then he leaned down, digging in one of the pockets. Addie looked at the beautiful line of his ass, and she wanted to reach out to run her hand down the shape, but he was too far away. When he stood, he had a condom in his hand.

“I’m glad you’re thinking about that,” she murmured. “I certainly wasn’t.”

Not that it mattered. She had an IUD in, so she wouldn’t get pregnant, but it was smart to take precautions.

Addie lifted her arms, and Severn came to her, resting on one knee at the edge of the bed. She tugged at his t-shirt. “Come on, nothing between us,” she murmured.

He hesitated for a moment before ripping the shirt over his head and tossing it away. Addie stared, in awe of his beauty. Severn would argue, she knew, but he had to be the most attractive man she’d ever seen. His body was perfection, longand strong like a swimmer. She didn’t care that his skin was a little damaged. He obviously thought it was way worse than it actually was.

Addie smiled into his eyes and wiggled her brows. “Now we’re getting somewhere.”

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Severn didn’t know how to react to the playfulness he saw in Addie’s expression. It wasn’t the way he normally did things. Usually, he chatted some chick up in a bar and they came to a mutual agreement to blow off some steam.

Normally, they had seen his hands and arms and face, so when he kept his shirt on, they didn’t say anything. He made sure the woman found her pleasure, then he pounded into her and was done. They never saw each other again. It was enough to scratch the itch, but that was the extent of it.

Addie was putting the entire night on a different footing. Talking about love and now removing his shirt. He didn’t think she would ever say anything derogatory to him about his injuries, but he was still feeling a little raw and uncertain. He didn’t like the insecurity.

If he’d known he was going to take off his shirt, he would have turned off the bathroom light.

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