Page 96 of Everlasting Promises

“You’ve got me. Heart, body, and soul.” I take her mouth again and slide my hands over the curve of her ass, squeezing thecheeks and following the seam down to her pussy. The heat and slickness are unreal, and a groan rumbles from deep in my gut. I find her opening and slide one finger inside.

So fucking tight and silky.

Hot and perfect.

Hope rewards me with a whimper, pushing herself back onto my digit.

“You’re so fucking hot and tight,” I whisper against her lips. My dick grows excited at the thought of being inside her slick heat, but I ignore it. “You’re so perfect.”

Tonight is for her.

All for her.

I push my finger deep and then add another, building a rhythm that she matches easily. “How’s that feel for you? Because it feels fucking amazing for me.”

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Oh,my god. I swear I’m seeing stars as my body trembles. “So good.” I should be embarrassed by my brazenness, but Ben’s made me feel safe enough to ask for what I want, and I want him.

I want him inside me.

I want him all around me.

On top of me.

Touching me.

Kissing me.

Filling me up.

Ineedhim.

Desperately.

It’s ironic I’ve gone so long without feeling desire, but Ben’s brought it blazing to life, and I don’t want to extinguish it. I want to fan the flames, catch fire, and burn hot.

With him.

Only with him.

While sitting in the tub Ben prepared for me—surrounded by candles—I allowed my mind to wander over recent discussionswith my friends and family. I considered what everyone’s been saying and their wordsfinallysank in. After years of holding onto Wyatt and the promises I made to him, my heart loosened its grip. It wasn’t as painful as I expected it to be and I feel a little lost without the anchor holding me down, but it’s time to let him go and move forward. Pushing past my misconceptions and putting aside old promises isn’t easy, but everyone’s right. Wyatt wouldn’t want me to stay alone forever—so I decided to see how far I could tempt Ben.

I’m so glad I did.

I’m going to enjoy this experience without feeling guilt or shame. I’m not cheating. I’m a single woman in her prime, and I’ve denied myself for too long. I’m going to live in and enjoy the moment.

I hope.

With everything I am, I hope I don’t ruin this moment with tears.

His fingers fill me, stretch me, push me closer to the edge, and drag me out of my head. It’s delicious and decadent. It reminds me of my dream, but I want more.

I push up a little and tug his sweats and boxer briefs away from his firm stomach, then dip my hand inside to grip his steely dick.

Oh, my. He’s so thick … and hot. His skin is so smooth and tight.

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