Page 46 of Embracing Hope

“I’m supposed to be protecting you tonight,” he said in a low growl.

“Tonight, I’m protecting you from the nightmare,” she said in a whisper. “Touch me.”

If his life depended upon denying her request he would have been a dead man.

He cupped her breast, kneading the soft flesh, slowly at first. Then he plucked at the nipple. The bud enlarged. She had beautiful breasts.

There, in the quiet of the bedroom, with the brewing storm outside bringing thunder in the distance, they were in a cocoon. The only sound was their labored breathing.

He felt the tips of her fingers brush over his cheek.

“I’m going to be here for you,” she said.

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep.” His voice rumbled from his throat.

“I’m a Rose. We never make a promise we can’t keep.” She kissed each corner of his mouth.

She was seducing him in a way that he was a slave to her desire.

“How did you do this to me?” he said against the silken plane of her neck.

“What did I do now?” She gave a little snicker.

“Made me lower all my protective walls. I think I’ve cared for you since I laid eyes on you straddling that mechanical bull. So full of confidence and so damn sexy.”

She arched her back, lifting her breasts; he lowered his mouth and suckled her nipple, which was almost as wide as his thumb. She gyrated her hips against his fly and he sucked in a breath. “You keep doing that and I’ll break my zipper.”

“You can’t deny how much you want me. I feel it.” Her breath caressed his cheek. “And I want you.” She took his hand and lowered it to the apex of her thighs. The thin material of her bottoms was damp with her need. He inhaled the tangy scent of her.

Clutching the fabric, he dragged the bottoms down her hips and thighs and she kicked them off the rest of the way. He slammed his mouth over hers while he sunk two fingers through her slick pussy. He loved hearing her tormented cries while she rocked her pussy against the heel of his hand.

He sucked in her heavy breaths and soft whimpers.

He shoved his hard cock against her, sheathed by his jeans.

They seemed like their bodies were made for this. Sharing each other. Giving each other pleasure.

He slid his fingers in and out of her sticky wetness, curling his thumb over her plump clit. With each swipe of his finger, she jerked her hips as though he alone held the cord straight to her pussy.

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Hope couldn’t remember ever being so turned on. His touch sent her to the edge of release and they hadn’t gotten far. His thick digit slid into her soaked body, and he joined the first with a second. She slid her narrow opening down his fingers to his knuckles and slowly rolled to the tips. She did this until she felt the first tingles of climax building in her inner thighs.

His gaze latched onto her, watching her. “That’s it, baby. Give it to me. Give it all to me,” he coaxed.

She shuddered and clutched him with her body, rolling over him, wishing it was his cock inside her. “I need you,” she whimpered. “I need you inside of me.”

In record time, he rid his body of his jeans and boxers until he lay naked next to her. She reached down and wrapped her greedy fingers around his cock, stroking him in movements full of fervor.

With her free hand, she pushed him back onto the bed and crawled across his lap, situating her wet opening onto his thick tip. She rolled him around her passage, getting him slick with her juices, before she slowly eased over him—inch by inch—until she bumped her ass against him

His hands were on her waist now and he guided her up and down, in and out.

She’d never been with a man who wasn’t wearing a condom. The feeling was intimate—felt so good she didn’t want it to ever stop.

She lowered her mouth and kissed him, thrusting her tongue inside. A sensation so strong fluttered alive in her center, taking her hostage. She rocked her hips faster, his low moans encouraging her. Hope could feel the first strains of his building orgasm.

He bucked hard against her, burying himself to the hilt. Like an uncontrollable force possessed her, she clamped her teeth down on his neck, not hard enough to draw blood, but firm enough to make him groan. She trailed her lips along the corded column of his neck, leaving nips along warm skin. She pounded faster, with each thrust, she pressed her clit against his body.

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