Page 41 of When You Saved Me

On a whispered breath she said, “Tomorrow. Tonight, I want to do…other things.”

Looking into those sky blue eyes, I brought her left wrist to my lips and kissed the edge of her palm. She watched me with hooded eyes as I made my way down her forearm, kissing every bit of her soft skin.

“Other things,” I echoed, coming back to plant another kiss on her wrist. “What might those other things be?”

“Must I say them out loud?” She stirred in my lap, and it took every bit of self-control not to grind my hard length against her.

“I’d like it very much if you did.” Leveling my gaze on her, I swore the air vibrated between us with the tension we both felt.

As she leaned forward, her breasts rubbing slightly against my chest, she whispered in my ear, “I want you to kiss me between my legs. And once you’ve had your fill, I want you to slide your cock into me, so deep that I feel every single inch inside of me. But not too fast.” She nipped the bottom of my earlobe with her teeth, and I groaned, no longer able to control myself as I ground my hips against her warmth that I could feel even through our clothes.“Because I want this to last all night long.”

When Charlie pulled back there was a look on her face I hadn’t seen before. Sultry eyes looked back at me. She was a woman who clearly knew her body well. Knew exactly whatshe wanted from a man, and I was damn near begging to give it to her.

“This is what you want?” I slid my hand up her thigh then between her legs where I knew she was soaking wet and ready from the moisture that had gathered against the fabric of her leggings.

“Yes,” she breathed, head tilting back so far, the ends of her hair swished against the fabric of my jeans.

I rubbed her clit in slow circles as her grip on my shoulders tightened. Watching her writhe beneath me was like seeing one of the seven wonders of the world. It was so fucking beautiful, so alluring. My cock strained against my jeans, but I ignored it. This moment was about her.

With flushed cheeks and hooded eyes, she looked back at me. She bit her bottom lip as she started moving her hips against my fingers. With my other hand, I threaded my fingers through her hair and brought her lips to mine. We were a wild mess of tongues and teeth, the heat between us growing nearly unbearable as we quickened our pace. She ground against the palm of my hand as I continued to massage my fingers over her little nub.

“I want you to lick me, Deacon. I want to feel your tongue over my clit.” Her breaths were hot against my lips as she spoke.

“My woman wants me to kiss and suck on her clit,” I moaned as she ran the edge of her teeth against my jaw. “Let me fucking give it to her.”

She paused for a moment and took my face between herhands. A shy look passed over her face as she sucked on the bottom right corner of her lip. “Say it again.”

My words repeated in my mind and then I knew exactly what she wanted. I could see it clear as day written on her face. “My woman,” I repeated, nuzzling my nose against her neck.

She hugged me in such a sweet and tender way, it jarred me for a second. Sweet and tender wasn’t my typical experience of anything in life. But that’s what Charlie was. Feisty like the burn of bourbon, but sweet like smooth honey and tender like a gentle spring wind. She was everything I never knew I wanted. Never knew Ineeded. Because I’d denied myself even though I’d felt that string connecting us from the moment I laid my eyes on her.

“Is it crazy that I knew I was yours back then? That all it took was one look and I had fallen for you?” Her words were like a balm to my weary soul.

“Not at all, Sunshine.” I kissed the corner of her mouth. “You're just a lot better at listening to your heart than I am. Because I knew it then too. I just…” I tilted my head downward and stared at the hem of her lavender sweater. “I had a lot of things get in my way.”

“We don’t have to think about those things right now.” She slid her hands beneath my shirt. I shivered from the touch of her knuckles grazing my skin as she lifted it above my head.

“We don’t have to think at all.” She pulled me in close and trailed her lips along the top of my shoulder. I closed myeyes, taking in every moment that passed between us because I knew that come morning, everything might be different.

Placing my hands beneath her arms, I lifted her onto the edge of the couch and knelt between her open thighs.

Shadows from the fireplace danced across her freckled face. The blue of her eyes seemed brighter from the lust-filled glassiness. I loved seeing her this way. Undone and fucking ready for me to claim her.

She wasmine.

Lifting her hips, she gave me the green light to take the next step. I gripped the edge of her black leggings and pulled them down, taking my time as I ran the top of my fingers over her thighs and shins.

Tossing them to the side, she giggled as she settled her ass back on the couch. The only thing between me and her sweet pussy was a blush pink thong with little daisies embroidered on it. I slid my pointer finger under the side edge and lifted.

“I like these.”

Her voice was husky as she said, “Noted,” then wiggled her hips to the side, trying to edge my finger where she wanted it.

I leaned forward and slid my cheek against her left thigh. Squirming under my touch, she laughed again. “That tickles.”

“Sensitive?” I asked right before I dug my fingers into her inner thigh, massaging the muscle. Goosebumps rose along her legs as she squeezed me between them from the intense reaction her body was having.

“Yes, but I like it.”

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