Page 45 of Velvet Deception

And that was why I reached out for her. Setting my hands on her hips, I dug my fingers into her soft, supple flesh.

“Stay with me.” I tilted my head to the side to peer at her. “Be here, with me.”

She nodded, slightly, but her gaze was still too vacant.

“Eyes on me, my angel.” Sliding my finger between her legs, I sought her sweet pussy that I couldn’t get enough of. I was addicted to making this woman happy. I was drawn to giving her peace and pleasure.

“I need to see you, to look in your eyes and know that you hear me.” I nudged at her legs, prompting her to step apart as I stroked her along her entrance. She stepped to the side slightly, but it wasn’t enough for me to really reach her.

“Sofia,” I warned. “Eyes on me. Let me see you.” Again, I pushed my knuckles against the inside of her thigh, urging her to let me in.

Slowly, she dropped her gaze to me as I rubbed my finger back and forth, making sure to avoid her clit for now and just tease her. To wake her up. To snap her to focus.

“I am here and I am not abandoning you.” I pushed my finger into her cunt, and her breath hitched.

There we go.I’d get a reaction out of her. She’d come back to me, one way or another.

“I will protect you,” I reminded her, not caring how many times it took for me to say it. Whatever helped to get her through her past, I would try it. She was too precious.

Sliding off the edge of the bed, I lowered to my knees.

Her brows raised slightly, and I knew I had at least gotten her attention. She was aware that I was moving, but I hoped that I’d jolt her out of this fearful paralysis.

Holding her ass and squeezing the juicy cheeks, one in each hand, I prompted her to lean into me so I could press my mouth to her mound. Then again, lower, gradually approaching her tight entrance.

“I…” She frowned, waking up some more as I urged her to part her legs wider. Kneeling lower yet, I eased under her until I could drape one of her thighs over my shoulder. The second her equilibrium shifted, she placed her hand on my head.

I wouldn’t let her fall. I would catch her. She could hold on to me. She could grip my hair and pull it. In fact, I relished the possibility that she’d do so and take charge of coming with my efforts.

I kissed her pussy, and with slow, leisurely strokes of my tongue, I licked her and groaned at her spicy, tangy taste.

“Diego, I?—”

“Eyes on me,” I reminded her. I’d tell her a million times if it would get her to return to me.

She watched, breathing harder and faster as I ate her out. Sucking, then thrusting my tongue, I teased her opening. And it was working. I was getting her to snap out of it. Her gaze turned bright and fiery as she watched me. Her breast rose and fell faster as her chest heaved.

And then she retreated. Frowning and looking to the side, she loosened her hold on my hair. “Diego, I can’t. I can’t stop thinking that they’ll take him and?—”

Moving on to her clit cut her off. I plucked at it, tugging it between my lips, and she damn near fell.

“You focus on me. On us. On this.” Continuing to play with her clit, I lifted my fingers to pump them into her entrance. Copious cream slid out with each drop of my digits, but once more, she shook her head and grew distant.

“Sofia,” I said sternly, pausing to speak as I collected some of her cream to trace it back toward her other hole.

She stiffened, slight alarm and confusion on her face. The more I rubbed around that rosette, though, she leaned into me and relaxed again.

“You focus on me, my sweet angel.” Slowly, as I alternated between sucking and toying with her clit then spearing my tongue into her pussy, I slipped my finger into her ass.

She rocked back, overwhelmed by the intensity of all that I stimulated at once. “Oh, I…” Both hands rested on my head now, and I wanted to grin in satisfaction that she was keeping me right where she hadn’t realized she’d wanted me. Where she’d needed me. Using sex as a way to break through the barrier and lure her out of these down spells probably wasn’t the healthiest, but it worked.

My mouth stayed on her clit. My thumb rubbed inside her pussy walls, and my finger pistoned into her ass.

It was all too much, throwing her out of that vacant nothingness of fear that was consuming her.

With a cry, she came, grinding against my face and my hand.

I leaned back to watch the ecstasy cross over her face, but I didn’t slide my fingers or thumb out yet. She was still riding thewave, uneasy on her feet and leaning on me as she came and came.

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