Page 47 of Unleash You

My mouth tackled hers. I kissed her hard as I rolled my hips against her, letting her get used to my length. Her ass rubbing against my aching erection brought me a small relief—enough to put my own needs aside and focus on hers. “Jesus, Anabelle, you drive me crazy. I’m having a real hard time keeping myself under control.” I let her feel the bulge in my pants. “I need to be inside you so bad.”

“Then do it.” She swallowed and braced her hands on the back of the sofa, giving me a spectacular view of her pretty pussy.

With a low growl, I sucked hard on the curve of her neck while I slid my fingers past her ass and into the soft folds of her mound. Her breath hitched when I pressed hard around her clit. Fuck, she was wet and willing, but this was her first time. I didn’t want to hurt her.

“You’re not ready yet. Have you ever touched yourself?” I made a circular motion over her clit to show her what I meant.

Her breath came in short pants, and she surrendered to me a little more. “No.”

“God, you’re so fucking perfect. You’re mine. Say it.”

“I’m yours.” She bucked her hips forward.

My fingers rubbed against her, and within seconds they were covered with her arousal. Her scent drove me crazy with desire, and I couldn’t wait anymore. I turned her around and walked her backward toward the bed, kissing her lips, thrusting my tongue into her mouth the way I wanted to thrust my cock in her pussy. When we reached the mattress, she braced her hands on it. A dozen different scenarios and positions flashed through my mind: my steel erection slipping past her teeth, her legs open wide to make room for me, handfuls of her ass in my fist.

Jesus, I had to get myself under control. She deserved better. “I want you so damn much. I’m afraid to scare you away.”

“I promise you won’t.”

I cradled her cheek and ghosted her lips with mine. “Relax.”

She nodded, squeezing her eyes shut.

“Look at me.” I caressed her cheek and inserted two fingers in her mouth.

Her eyes opened wide in surprise, but she recovered quickly and begun to swirl her tongue. When I pulled them out, I was rewarded with a quiet moan from her. “Wesley. I need you.”

“I know. I’m going to put my fingers inside you. Are you okay?”

“Omigod.” She gripped my arms when I entered her. She was heaven, soft and silky. Fucking heaven.

My chest trembled from wanting her so much, but somehow, I managed to kiss her softly, letting her get used to the slight pressure inside her. When she finally melted into me, I curled my fingers gently, my lips never leaving hers. I swallowed every one of her moans, sighs, and Wesleys as I continued with a slow rhythm.

“What…” Her eyes flew open.

“Take your time,” I whispered in her ear. “I’m right here with you.”

In my heart, I knew that was the truth. I’d always been there for her, watching over her, way before I wrote that first letter to her. Anabelle and I were always meant to be together.

“Wes.” Her walls clenched around me as she found her release. I went deeper, sliding my fingers in and out until she was finally spent and relaxed against me.

She placed a hand on my chest. The greedy look in her eyes made my cock twitch. “Take off your clothes. I want to see you too.”

“Fair’s fair.” I shrugged out of my suit jacket as I toed off my shoes.

“I don’t even know why I waited this long. I didn’t know what I was looking for until you. Until now.” She fumbled with my belt. When I dropped my pants along with my boxer briefs, she shuffled back, her lips slightly parted as her gaze roamed every inch of me until it settled on my throbbing cock. “Are you even real?”

13

Once and Then Again

Anabelle

I’ve died and gone to heaven.

I leaned on the bed with wobbly legs, squeezing them together to ride the last waves of my orgasm, my first-ever orgasm. Omigod, I never would have guessed it would be like that. Even as it happened, I couldn’t believe it was happening to me—with Wesley. Wesley had always had my whole heart, and now he had my soul too.

My pulse spiked again while I watched him undress in front of me. I’d seen him shirtless many times before at the pool. He’d always been muscled, but after the marines, he’d gotten bigger. He licked his lips, eye fucking me, as he removed his boxer briefs. I never quite understood that term until now. Wesley wanted me. That massive erection was on my account. It was for me.

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