Page 59 of The One for Me

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“Sean . . .”

“No,” I say without room to rebuke me. “You’re what men fantasize about. What they close their eyes and wish for.” My fingers circle her nipples, and her eyes close. “I will never see anything in this world more beautiful than you.”

Her hands grip my wrist, bringing them up higher. “Touch me.”

I cup both breasts, kneading them, memorizing the weight of them. I want more. “Come closer to me, sweetheart, and let me kiss you.”

Devney’s hands land on each side of my neck, the weighted globes dangle in front of me. I lift one to my lips, licking around the nipple and flicking it with my tongue. The moan that comes from her is low and throaty. I do the same to the other before taking it into my mouth and sucking hard. I continue with different pressure and movement, and when her back bows, I suck harder and then flip her onto her back.

I’m ravenous for more. I want to taste her skin, engrain her scent into my memory. More than anything, I plan to make her scream.

I pull off the shorts she was wearing, toss them across the room, and rip my shirt off.

She watches, tongue sliding across her lip as she gets her fill.

“Like what you see?”

She blushes just a bit. “You know you’re hot. Don’t even pretend you don’t.”

Yeah, I’ve heard it before, but for some reason, I’ve never put much stock in it. I’m rich and famous and a conquest to most girls, but she doesn’t see that. Hell, I don’t think she even realizes how much money I have or my last contract amount. No, instead, she’s tried to get me to agree to let her pay rent to live here. She’s bought her own groceries, even when I’ve already stocked the house, and she never brings up my job.

To Devney, I’m not a paycheck or a free ride. I’m more than that, and her opinion means everything.

“It doesn’t matter what other people think. I want to know what you see.”

She shifts to her side, so we’re facing each other while her fingers move to my chest. “Well, I see the boy who rescued my dog when he fell in the well and I was too scared to go down. I see the boy who let me drive his red sports car when his brothers weren’t even allowed to sit in it. I see the man who sat at my nephew’s baseball practice two days ago, letting kids hound him for hours without once pushing someone away. I see the man I want. I see the man who, for some reason, wants me. And you’re the one for me.”

I can’t fucking breathe. I cup her face and bring her mouth to mine. If I could pour myself into her right now, I would.

I would do anything to make her happy, and I’m going to love her so much that she has no choice but to leave with me at the end of this.

There won’t be a way for her to walk away, not if I can show her what she means to me.

She’s lying on her back, and my lips move to her neck, kissing my way down to where I really want to be. I take an extra few seconds to worship her breasts and then move lower. As the anticipation grows between us, her breathing becomes labored.

I remove her underwear, and damn near blow my load. She’s naked, completely exposed and vulnerable to me, and yet, I feel so defenseless.

“I’m going to make you scream, sweetheart,” I warn before I toss her legs over my shoulders and taste heaven.

Her fingers grip my hair as I drive her wild. Every technique I’ve ever tried, I do now. My sole focus is to give her as much pleasure as I can. My tongue flicks her clit, and then I suck and lick over and over until she’s writhing against my face.

“I can’t . . .” She pants.

I go harder, doing it again and again. I take her clit into my mouth, biting down just enough for her fingers to tighten around the strands of my hair she’s holding.

She’s close.

I can feel it.

I work harder, inserting a finger into her heat, finger fucking her as I move my face, licking and sucking.

Her muscles clamp, and she lets out a yell as she loses control. I keep at it, wanting to make it last, and then I feel her body release.

Kissing my way back up her body, Devney shivers. “You look like an angel after you come.”

She laughs softly. “You are a God for making that happen.”

“I told you.”