Page 159 of Hope & Harmony

I yanked his shirt over his head, and mine followed. His abdomen was bumpy under my fingertips. The boxes of muscles flexed as I trailed over them and around to his sides, digging into his narrow hips. Marco was gorgeous everywhere, and the man could kiss me brainless. I was so giddy with anticipation I had to stop myself from bouncing on my toes.

Toe bouncing was not sexy or cool, and I wanted to be sexy for this man.

Eyes on mine, he reached around me to unhook my bra. The straps fell down my arms, and he drew them the rest of the way off. With the barrier gone, he groaned like he was in real pain.

“Fuck, mama, you’re gorgeous.”

He kissed my chest and trailed lower, giving my sensitive parts his full, undivided attention. I watched him, not wanting to take my eyes off him.

But I was impatient. I wanted my mouth on him, his taste on my tongue.

“Come with me,” I rasped. “Bed.”

He followed me to my bedroom, his hands on my hips, his mouth on my neck, and as soon as we entered the room, he spun me around to face him again, covering my mouth with his.

He groaned, vibrating my lips with his desperate sounds that sent heat straight to my core.

Breaking his mouth from mine, looking down at me, he panted. “I can’t put into words how good you feel. I need to see more of you. Can I have you? All of you?”

I nodded eagerly. He could have asked to shave my head, and I probably would have agreed with how turned-on I was.

“Take me.”

We might only have tonight, but I wouldn’t regret following my heart and being with Marco. He was treating me like he was lucky to be with me, and I’d keep these memories close, always, especially the ones that hadn’t even happened yet.

We tangled together in my sheets, skin on sweat-misted skin. His hot mouth on my neck, and lower,lower, bringing me so much pleasure I had to beg him to stop, even though I never wanted him to.

He whispered that I smelled and tasted like heaven. That he never wanted to leave this place, and he could live and die between my legs.

Then he climbed over me, his eyes on mine. I reached for him and kissed him—hard. How had his mouth become so familiar in such a short time? No one had ever made me feel this comfortable, especially not a man like Marco.

We rolled, and I took my chance to taste him too. I kissed my way across his chest, loving the smoothness of his skin. I rubbed my cheek against him, his heart pounding against the surface.

“You’re driving me crazy, mama. Love how you’re touching me. Don’t stop.”

I met his soft, needy gaze, the frantic edge in his request giving me a shot of satisfaction. “Okay.”

A beat of hesitation, then his mouth hitched like he was so fucking pleased with me. “Sexy, Pretty Girl.”

“Sexy, beautiful man,” I whispered.

I could have teased him, but I had no desire to. I wanted to take him in my mouth, so I did.

CHAPTER 5

MARCO

I hoped I’d given Selena half of what she was giving me. Pretty Girl wasn’t shy when it came to taking care of me. She made me feel like she wanted to give me everything. To pleasure me exactly how I wanted. Needed. I was going to finish before I was ready if she wasn’t careful.

It wasn’t just her mouth making me quickly lose myself in her. It was everything about her. Her honey and cream scent. How fresh and addictive she tasted. Her equal fervor to touch me everywhere. The shape of her body. Holy shit, the shape of her body.

I hadn’t gotten my fill of looking at her. Exploring those curves and sinking into her softness. I would. Before this night was out, I’d make sure I didn’t miss a thing.

But even as I thought it, I knew one night wouldn’t be enough to know every secret corner of this woman. I would barely have time to explore the surface.

Grunting with frustration, I tugged on her hair. “Come up here, pretty. I need more of you.”

With a naughty light in her eyes, she crawled over my body and pressed her plush curves against me. She grazed her fingers over my jaw and traced my bottom lip.

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