Page 60 of Protecting Little Phoebe

He slid his finger lower, pushing it deep inside her. She clenched down on him.

Fuck.

He couldn’t wait to be inside her. His cock was so hard it was painful.

Be patient. Control.

He moved his finger out, then added another one, pushing it back inside her.

“Ohhh. That feels so good.”

“It sure does,” he said. “God, sweetheart, I can feel how wet and warm you are.”

He drew his fingers free, and she let out a noise of protest, but he spun her around and then kneeled on the floor in front of her.

“What… what are you doing?” she asked.

“I have to taste you.” He sucked on the fingers that had been in her pussy.

“Oh, dear lord, that shouldn’t be hot. But it is.”

He removed his fingers from his mouth before reaching under her gown to pull down her panties.

“Are you going to… are you sure?” she asked as he lifted one of her legs and placed it over his shoulder.

“Yes, I’m totally sure.”

Then he ran his tongue along her slit.

He was in heaven.

Phoebe was pretty sure she was in heaven.

Barren used his tongue to play with her clit before sliding it down toward her entrance.

Oh god. She’d never known anything could feel so good.

Then he drew away and she let out a noise of protest.

“Shh, sweetheart,” he said, lifting her into his arms. “I just want to put you somewhere more comfortable.”

He carried her into the bedroom and sat her on the bed. Then he removed her nightgown before gently guiding her onto her back. Her hips were at the edge of the bed, her legs hanging off.

He stood over her for a moment, dressed just in a pair of black pajama pants. She took him in for a long moment. He had a smooth, firm stomach, wide shoulders, and muscular biceps. There was a light smattering of salt-and-pepper hair on his chest that she honestly loved.

“You are so sexy,” she told him.

For a moment, he looked startled. As though anyone calling him sexy was surprising. But then he smiled and yep, her heart skipped a beat at the sight.

“I love it when you smile,” she told him.

“I love it too,” he said. “For the longest time, I didn’t think I would smile again. I didn’t have anything to smile about. But now I have you and you make me smile every day.” He moved so he was crouching over her. Leaning down, he kissed her lightly. “I want you to make me smile every day for the rest of our lives.”

Her heart skipped and she sucked in a deep breath. “Really?”

“Oh, yes. I am not getting younger, and I know what I want. You in my life forever. I love you, Phoebe Jones.”

She sniffled and for a moment he was worried that she was going to pull back. That he was moving too fast. But then she wrapped her arms around his neck. “I love you too!”

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