Page 10 of Mine to Keep

She giggled. He lifted a thick finger and swept the soft strands of hair away from her face, causing a shower of tingles to shoot down her face and neck. She shivered and watched him intently. He slowly let his body settle against hers, letting her feel his huge erection through the denim of his jeans. She gasped and moaned, arching into him a little, surprising them both with her willing enthusiasm. She clenched her fingers deep into the bedding to keep herself from throwing her arms around him and dragging him down into her body.

“I love hearing you laugh,” he said quietly, his deep voice washing over her. “If I could listen to that sound forever, I think I could die a happy man.”

Veronica’s heart stopped beating for a second and then it sped into overtime. How was she supposed to resist when he said stuff like that to her? Like he actually cared? She unclenched her fingers from the blanket she’d been holding onto for dear life, reached up, wrapped her arms around his neck and dragged him down to her. Their lips met in a kiss that defined perfect. It was soft, but searing. Scorching, romantic, soul-wrenching, erotic. And… It was wet, but not too wet.

She moaned into his mouth enthusiastically and held him against her, wiggling her hips so she could wrap her legs around his waist. He seemed to really like when she did that, because he crushed her tightly against him and thrust his tongue into her mouth. She could barely breath! When he finally let her up for air, she gasped and arched her back so she could expand her chest a little easier. He took quick advantage by dropping his face into her cleavage and devouring the warm skin she exposed to him.

“Oh Robert, oh my god,” she squeaked, as he licked and sucked his way to the satin nightie.

He wet the fabric around her cleavage with his voracious mouth before finally shoving it impatiently aside. She gasped as the strap snapped easily under his brutal grip. He grunted in satisfaction and tore the front of the negligee down until her breast was exposed. He didn’t give her a chance to complain, devouring her breast in one bite before she could speak. Her back arched off the bed, shoving the mound further into the scorching heat of his mouth and her mouth fell open in a quiet scream of capitulation and pleasure. Before she could stop him, he reached up and treated the other half of her nightie to a similar fate.

“Robert!” she gasped as he tore it away.

He didn’t acknowledge her admonishment, instead taking her other breast in a firm grip and plucking the nipple until she was bowing underneath him, alternately pleading for mercy and begging him for more. God, from what she’d seen so far, the man knew his way around a woman’s body. As if reading her mind, his fingers forged a searing path from her overstimulated nipples, down her sensitive stomach toward her dripping pussy.

The breath strangled in her throat and she fought the urge to stop him. As if sensing her inner struggle, he went right for the goods without giving her time to overthink. He took her hand in one of his huge hands, lacing his long fingers through hers and holding her against the mattress while his other hand slid firmly into her panties toward her tight, wet core. Her entire focus narrowed on his thick finger as it explored. First, circling her clit, causing her to jerk and jump against him, crying out. She bit her lip and shook her head.

“Yes,” he growled as she jerked her hips away. “Take it, sweetheart.”

Eyes wide, she stared up at him while he played with her. He dipped his finger lower, toward her opening, stealing some of the fluid that was flowing freely from her. She moaned in embarrassment as he maneuvered around in her little black panties. He ignored her and moved the rough pad of his finger back up to her tiny, excited clitoris. He kept his eyes locked on hers and began gently massaging the bundle of nerves once more using the fluid to increase the sensations while he glided back and forth, around and around.

Soon the embarrassment faded and she was lifting her hips to meet his hand. He seemed to know exactly what she needed, sliding his finger across her with exactly the right rhythm, only stopping to gather more fluid before returning to her needy little clit. She moaned in his ear, holding him tight and digging her fingers into the muscles of his shoulders, knowing he could take the marks of her passion and loving that he would wear them.

“Come for me, Veronica,” he growled, leaning over her as her cries grew closer and closer together.

She rocked her hips into his hand and gave him what he wanted, exploding on a scream of delight. Her mind flew apart in all directions as Robert dipped his head, taking her lips in a fierce kiss, swallowing her screams and stealing some of her pleasure for himself. She kept her nails dug into his skin as he straddled her, giving her no time to float down from her orgasm.

“Look at me, sweetheart,” he said urgently, gripping her chin and forcing her to look up at him.

Her dazed eyes met his fierce expression. She blinked a few times, frowning a little. He shifted against her, dropping his body and letting her feel his heavy weight pressing her into the bed. She gasped, her eyes flying wide open when she felt his heavy erection against her thigh. She squirmed and blinked at him.

“You trust me?” he asked seriously.

She bit her lip and thought for a second, then nodded.

“I brought condoms, but I don’t want to use them. Want to feel you around me. Hot, wet and real. I’m clean. Haven’t been with a woman in a while and I always use condoms,” he told her. His eyes seemed to be telling her something important. He swept the hair off her forehead and continued. “Going to let you decide though. It’s your body. Figured you had few enough choices in your past. And with guys like me and Jay in your future, you’ll probably have few enough choices coming your way.”

She smiled slightly. She liked the sound of having a future with him. She reached up and touched his face, amazed that he’d become so dear to her in such a short period of time. Jay had been that way too. After rescuing her from that motel room and helping deliver her daughter, she’d known her life was forever intertwined with his. Maybe she was just built that way. She wouldn’t have many people in her life, but the few she had would mean the world to her. She hoped anyway.

“I had to have a hysterectomy a few years ago… some health stuff, so I can’t get pregnant. And I haven’t been with anyone since… well not in about s-seventeen years,” she whispered.

She stared up at him barely daring to breath. She knew she’d just dropped a little bombshell on him and didn’t know how he’d react. He’d gone tense all over again, his body heavy on top of hers while he processed her words. Then he cupped her face and took her lips in another perfect kiss, this one so tender she could barely contain the tears that threatened to spill from the corners of her eyes. God, the man could kiss!

“Fuck, you are so goddamn amazing, like you were waiting for me,” he growled and then asked, “Are you sure you’re okay?”

She nodded and said with a quick smile, “Perfect.”

“Fucking right you are,” he growled gathering her in his arms and swooping in for another, hungrier kiss that stole her breath. He lifted his head just a fraction to say, “Going to have sex with you now.”

She laughed. They were so close her breath fanned across his lips. “I figured that was what happened next. It hasn’t been that long for me.”

He growled and reached down with one arm to yank her panties down her legs. She was so tiny and his reach was so long he barely had to lean to get them off. “You like to tease me woman?” he demanded.

Her luminous eyes widened in the dark room and she nodded a little as he settled back in between her thighs, securing her firmly back in his arms. Her heart beat faster as nerves began to take hold. He really was a huge man, she was a petite woman and it had been a really long time for her. He hooked one of her legs in his arm and lifted it high, giving her no room to wiggle out of his embrace. She gasped and arched against him as he settled the broad crown of his penis against her.

“Robert!” she cried out clutching his biceps.

“I’ve got you,” he gritted out, gathering her tighter against him.

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