She climbs up in my lap. “You. This. Us.”
Her blue eyes are soft and open, more so than I’ve seen in the past. “I missed you too. I thought about you, about us, about how I wanted to see you again, to tell you I loved you. I should’ve told you when I first felt it.”
There was no way she would’ve, and I understand why she couldn’t. She lived in a constant state of fear, but that’s over now. Or will be in a few days.
“I knew I’d wear you down.”
She laughs softly, rubbing our noses together. “I knew you would too.”
“I want to make love to you,” I say softly, spinning the ring on her finger. “I want to lay you down in this bed that we’ll share and show you just how much I love you.”
Penelope turns in my lap, moving her hands to clasp behind my head. “Show me.”
We both shift at the same time, our mouths coming together in a clash. My tongue slides into her mouth, moving against hers, and then she moans as I cup her ass.
I want this to be slow, but right now we’re both almost frantic.
I roll us onto the bed, gentling the kiss and gaining back control. “Slow, sweetheart,” I murmur before taking her mouth again.
God, I love the way she tastes. Sunshine, sweetness, and all mine.
Penelope’s hands pull at the bottom of my shirt, yanking it up over our heads. Then she’s removing my shorts and boxers, her eyes roaming over my body. “You’re so perfect.”
“No, my love, you are.”
She pulls my head back down to hers, and I give her what she wants. We kiss long and vary between rough and soft. I taste her moans and drink in the sweet sounds of pleasure she makes at just this.
Moving to my side a little, I push her robe open and cup her breast. “There are other added benefits to you living here,” I say, pinching her nipple.
Penelope groans and arches her back. “Yes, I can see that.”
“Do you want me to name them, Penelope?”
When she doesn’t answer, I move my mouth to her breast, running my tongue along the peak.
“Miles,” she sighs heavily.
“Mmm, I’m not sure that was an answer.”
She whimpers when I do it again, this time flicking it. “Yes.”
I know she’s not talking about the question, but I’ll give it to her anyway. “Well, there’s the fact you’ll be naked far more often.”
Her fingers move to my hair. “That is a benefit.”
“I agree.” I kiss the valley between her breasts and then bring my mouth to the other one. “You’ll also be in our bed each night, so I can wake you up in some inventive ways.”
Penelope’s eyelids close. “I can’t wait to see them.”
I can’t either.
“I think I’ll show you one of them now,” I say, needing it more for myself than anything else. I kiss my way down her body, over her flat belly, and then I nip at her thigh. She gasps and allows me to part her legs. “I’m going to make you come this way. Do you want that, sweetheart?”
“Very much so.”
“Then your wish is my command.”
I lick up her seam, and she pants while I hold her legs open. I play with her, bringing her to the brink and then backing off when I feel her body start to tremble. My tongue pushes a little harder at her clit, and her knees tighten around my head. She tastes so good, I could do this for hours, listening to the sounds she makes.