Page 54 of Fortune's Control
My lips moved from a smile to a flat-out grin as my chest shook with laughter. “That was impressive, and I can’t pretend. The bell can’t be unrung, Lilah.”
“If you can take that, this is an excellent time to say I enjoy filling out tax forms. That’s not a joke.”
“Are you human?”
“I think so.”
“There’s the occasional semi-friendly baseball game against nearby towns. I’ll let you know as soon as I find out.” I finally answered her question. If my friends did sign me up, I’d appreciate at least one fan in the bleachers.
“Please do. I want to take part in the wave.” She motioned with both hands.
My head fell back, hitting the headboard behind me with a dull thunk. I tightened my grip on her waist, letting myself enjoy her soft skin and the soft traces of lemon that followed her everywhere.
A faint emotion struck me after we first met. It grew stronger as the days passed, and she entered my life. My withdrawal ended without my noticing, as something else replaced it. Lilah brought joy back into my life.
My hands drifted up her sides and back until they found where her bra strap closed. Her chest rose and fell with rapid breaths, as mine did the same.
Lilah rocked her hips against mine, causingmy already hard cock to swell even further. I ground against her and smiled at her breathy pants. Lilah put a hand on my chest, steadying herself, as I undid the bra clasp. The straps fell down her arms as she wriggled out of them before tossing the garment aside.
My breath hitched. “You’re stunning.” Her arm fluttered to cover herself, so I settled it back on my chest. “Are you nervous?”
“Shane, have you looked at yourself?”
Her innocent question brought out my protectiveness more than it could ever stroke my ego. More than a year of discomfort with my body, of trying to understand its strange new fit, and Lilah stared down at me with a worshipful expression.
“I’d ask the same of you. Don’t be nervous, not with me.” I held her breasts, enjoying their heavy weight in my palms. Lilah’s nipples hardened, causing the dark brown skin around them to pucker. I licked my lips before doing the same to each of her nipples, leaving a wet sheen behind. “You’ve worn that dark green bikini in front of me several times now. I imagined myself pulling the front down or the top slipping off while you swam.”
“Now, that would be embarrassing.” Her head tilted to the side as she watched me fondle and stroke. All the earlier nervousness had disappeared.
“Embarrassing for you and wonderful for me. You’d emerge from the pool, water dripping down your cheeks to your neck.” My fingers slid under her chin and lower to the top slope of her breasts. “For me.” I replaced my fingers with my tongue, licking my way to her nipple before taking it into my mouth.
Lilah’s head fell back as her body quivered. Her hips rocked, and I lost it.
“Take these off.” I peeled the back of her panties and sucked in a breath before using my prosthesis as leverage to flip us over. “Lie down and spread your legs. Show me what’s mine.”
Her mouth fell open, but Lilah did as told. “You as well.” She pulled at my boxer briefs’ elastic edge before letting go, so they snapped back in place.
I forced myself to relax even as my stomach twisted. “After I’m done with you.” I explored her body with my hands and mouth, licking up the pink slit and taking her sweet juice with me. Her body quivered and shook as I wrapped an arm around one thigh in a failed effort to keep her still.
Lilah yanked my hair, so I moved up her body and wiped my mouth. “Do you know how many times I’ve imagined my tongue on your pussy?”
Her eyes widened. “I might.” She craned her neck to kiss me.
Our lips met as one of her legs wrapped around my hips.
My left leg hung, as I became conscious of its heavy weight. The lightning and aches disappeared, as if Lilah’s pleasure trickled in to take it all away.
We kissed, slow and sweet, neither of us in a hurry, content to explore and indulge. My lips swelled as her red ones rubbed against mine. Her fingers traced down my spine to explore the slickness on my back.
“Shane.” She kissed me, repeating my name through our joined lips.
I knew what she wanted and pulled up while keeping our chests pressed against each other. “Are you sure?”
Her brows squished up. “Are you?”
My cock hardened every time she entered the room. “From the beginning.”
“Me too.”
