Page 101 of Give Me Redemption

I stand and step out of mine as she lifts her hips and pulls hers down, kicking them off the bed.

She’s in nothing but panties and a bra.

I run my hand over my chin, looking down at her, nerves tingling, my body more alive than it has ever been.

Goddamn.

This girl has me caught up.

She's in my every day.

If I want her to be or not.

Her knees fall open slightly, and my eyes jump from her face to between her legs. I look back at her, and it’s only a tiny bit, but she smirks and I fucking die.

I smirk back and climb on top of her. She instantly leans up and grabs the back of my neck, bringing me to her lips. I grip the hem of her panties and she curves, allowing me to slide them down her legs. Breaking our kiss, I look as the fabric indents her thighs while I pull them off. I love her curves; they make me crazy.

Silk panties reach her feet and slides over her black painted toes. I toss them near my jeans. Looking down, I see everything, and she isn’t shy about it.

Dalton is a confident woman, sexy as hell, and smart. I love when she wears her glasses. I love when she talks about the fucking news and tells me about a book she’s been reading.

I love everything about her.

My hand has a mind of its own, and it ventures down, rubbing across her clit. She sucks in a breath of air, and her hands go to my shoulders. I slip a finger inside and slightly shake my head at how ready she is.

I bet she’d come so fast.

We’ve been waiting for this moment for an eternity. There’s been so much chemistry between us and so many raw moments where our eyes spoke when our bodies wouldn’t.

We never touch.

I never push.

She never lets it happen.

I dip another finger inside of her and look back at her face, the glow from the bedside table painting her in soft gold.

Her lips are open, her eyes are closed, and she grabs her breast. I move my fingers, and she bucks from the bed.

“Feel good?”

Her eyes open. “Yes,” she says. “God.”

And just because I can’t take it anymore, I pull my hand away and kiss her pouty lips. She kisses me back. Grabbing my nape, she lifts my hat up. I remove it and toss it onto the floor.

She twists and pushes my chest down as she climbs on top of me. Reaching behind her, she unhooks her bra and slides it down her arms before letting it fall.

My eyes rake over her body. She looks at me, chewing on her bottom lip and lifting her chin before she sits up on her knees.

She reaches for the waist of my briefs, and with my help, pulls them down. My cock springs free, and she lifts her brow.

I want to laugh, but I sink my teeth in my cheek. She scoots back up, bending down so her breasts are touching my chest.

She doesn’t shut her eyes as she slides down on top of me and I watch the many different emotions flash in them.

Lust, love, trust, uncertainty, and pure fucking pleasure.

I lift up, and she sucks in air. She moves her hips, and I lean so I can have her kiss, her breaths of pleasure, her moans, and her sighs.

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