Page 60 of Shielding Aubree

"Aubree... baby... I'm so sorry."

"Don’t apologize." Her hands touched his cheeks and moved down under his chin. He felt the rough scratch of his scruff against her softer skin. "I need to feel something, Ruben." Her fingers pushed through his hair and gripped at the back of his head. "I need to feelyou."

The scent of her skin called to him; the heat of her flesh made his own temperature rise.

"Help me."

He looked at her face flushed with arousal and need.

"Help me out of these clothes."

Fuck.

He ground his teeth together, holding back wondering if she really meant it or if she was trying to take her mind off of what had just happened.

She pulled on the back of his head, bringing his face down to her chest, pillowing him between her breasts.

Aubree lifted her legs and draped them over his shoulders and pushed him down lower on the bed.

Ruben knew what she needed then.

He couldn't deny what she wanted.

The scent of her arousal filled his senses.

And the soft, aching moan that rolled from her throat made him even harder than he'd been just a moment before.

It was too late to take off her clothes, he'd just have to move them aside enough that he could reach her.

The panties that she'd worn to bed were soft, they almost felt like silk, but he had a feeling they were just super soft and well made. Smoothing his hands over her thighs, they met at the apex of her thighs. His fingertips dipping just beyond the edge of fabric, he felt the slick heat welling up between her thighs.

As he swept a fingertip through it, teasing the flesh on either side with his tender exploration.

Aubree groaned and lifted her hips, sinking his finger deeper into her sex.

"Ruben, please."

What else could he do but try to please her?

Spreading his fingers, he pulled the edge of her panties away from her sex and leaned in, dragging the tip of his tongue along the seam, parting the folds of her pussy as he tasted her need.

"Oh," she lifted her hips, deepening his contact.

He noticed quickly that the scratch of his more-than-five-o'clock shadow against her skin accentuated her pleasure. If he added pressure to the sweep of his tongue, her breaths picked up speed, her sounds deepened.

Aubree lifted her hips and then twisted them from one direction to the other as he feasted on her sex.

He felt himself harden even more with each breathless cry and as he dove in, loving her with his tongue he slipped one hand up the gentle sweep of her stomach, tunneling his hand under the hem of her t-shirt and pinched her nipple between his fingers.

She called out his name as he pinched even harder at her nipple and fastened his lips around her clit.

"Oh god, yes...yes!"

He loved everything about loving her.

The taste of her orgasm, the way her thighs squeezed his head so tight he was sure his ears would be ringing later, and the way she looked at him when he finally lifted his face from her sex.

She looked at him with a kind of awe, mixed with love.

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