Page 66 of Hope's Heartlands

He searches my face and I know he sees the damage there. I’m insecure in his love for me and he looks pitiful as he sees it reflected back at him.. “I promise you that I’ll never walk away again. I love you, Emma. I’ll spend the rest of my life showing you how much if you’ll just let me.”

I know I need to forgive old hurts and we need to get past it. With a plan in place, I have to pry myself out of his arms. He doesn’t want to let me go and he keeps a hold of my hands as I stand up.

“What’s wrong?” He asks, worriedly.

He won’t release my hands and I try to look at him with reassurance. “Let me go, please.”

He shakes his head. “I can’t.”

I smile at him. “Just for a minute. Trust me, Mad.”

He takes a deep breath and releases his firm hold on me. With nervous fingers, I grab the hem of my t-shirt and pull it over my head. I look at Maddox while I undo my shorts and then peel them down my legs. Once I’m in my underwear and bra, I stand up and put my hands on my hips. I’m trembling and nervous, a part of me afraid that he may reject me again.

But I shouldn’t be.

He’s looking at me as if he can barely restrain himself from touching me. His eyes darken and are piercing into me, sweeping up and down my body like a caress. My voice is shaky but I manage to get the words out. “You want me, Mad? Prove it.”

Chapter14

Maddox

Oh fuck, just looking at her I’m about to come in my jeans. I won’t last a minute.

As I look at her, I know there’s no turning back. From this moment on, she’s going to be mine.

I practically have to sit on my hands to stop from reaching for her. I give her nod with my chin. “Take it all off.”

Her eyes go wide in her pretty face but she doesn’t hesitate. She unclasps her bra and lets the straps fall from her shoulders. Her breasts sway as she pulls her panties down and kicks them to the side. She’s all curvy perfection and my mouth waters wanting to taste her.

She stands to her full height, pulls her shoulders back and tilts her head to the side. “Well?”

My whole body is pulled taut as I stand up and take the few steps between us. I stop in front of her, my shirt grazing across her breast. She inhales deeply and it’s then I realize that she needs this as much as I do. Neither one of us will be satisfied until we’ve completely given ourselves to each other.

I put one hand at her waist, brushing my knuckles across her soft skin. She gasps and I smile as I trail my hand up to the side of her breast. I trail across the roundness of her breast as her nipples pucker. She lets out a tiny whimper. I know she needs more. “I want to taste you, Emma.”

Her hands go to my shoulders and she nods her head. “Yes, I want that too.”

I lean forward and kiss her lips before moving down her neck and then trail across her shoulderblade. I cup her breast, kneading her fullness.

Her head falls backward with a groan and I go straight to her breast and suckle her. Her hands tighten on my shoulders and she goes up on her tiptoes trying to get closer.

She pulls at the hem of my shirt and I take it off quickly before moving to her other breast. My hands are everywhere and I slide one between her thighs. She’s slick and push my finger through her slit. Her body jerks as I slide my finger back and forth. “Fuck, you’re so wet, Emma.”

She’s panting. “For you. I’m always like this when I’m with you. I thought there was something wrong with me.”

I pick her up and lay her back on the bed. Leaning over her, I kiss her again. “No, princess. You’re perfect.”

I trail my lips down her body not stopping until I have her thighs open and I plant a kiss to her woman hood. I breathe her in, kissing, licking, and tasting her.

She twists across the bed as I strum her clit with my tongue. She’s so close. So fuckin’ close.’

“Stop, stop, Mad.”

I pull myself out of my concentration and look at her. “What’s wrong?”

She leans up on her elbows. “I want you inside me... please?”

I take off my jeans and underwear in one swoop and line myself at her opening. The head of my cock is in before I stop, pulling my hips back. “I don’t have a condom.”

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