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Beth gasped, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist to pull him as deep as she could. She felt his body begging to be let loose, to slam into her and find the release he’d been denying himself. Instead, he slowly pushed in and out of her, continuing his focus on building her need.
She moaned as he slid inside of her against her quivering muscles. The heat and friction between them building. With each thrust, he lost more and more of that thin veil of control; each thrust becoming harder, trying to push even further inside of her.
“Convinced?”Hearing him on the edge of the release had her arching against him for hers.
“Yes.”
He groaned deeply at her response, all remnants of restraint lost. He plunged into her mindlessly, his hand coming between them to flick over her clit. The brief motion sent her soaring over that familiar cliff.
“Darcy!”she yelled his name as she came around him. Her muscles squeezed him, pushing him over the edge of orgasm. He groaned her name as his release flooded her.
The friction between their bodies began to slow. Darcy dropped down onto his elbows above her, their breaths mingling between them.
“Convinced, gorgeous?” he rasped again softly, gently biting her lower lip.
“Mmm…” she murmured, flexing her legs pulling him deeper inside of her as the first part to her answer. “For now…”
He laughed and Beth felt the gentle vibration of his body all along hers up and inside of her core.
“Minx.” He kissed her tenderly. “Alright, time for you to go to bed. We’ve got a long day ahead of us tomorrow.”
She nodded slightly, her body tensing in revolt when she felt him pull out of her. Darcy stood, removing his pants that had fallen around his calves. Taking the towel that still lay beneath her, he gently dried between her thighs.
Lifting her lightly, he slid the towel out from underneath her, tossing it onto the floor in the bathroom. Pulling the covers down, Beth slipped underneath them, snuggling into the cool sheets, anxiously waiting for Darcy to join her.
A few minutes later, she felt him slip underneath the covers, pulling her back firmly against the heat of his chest.
“I love you, Beth,” he whispered into her ear.
She smiled sleepily, murmuring “I love you, too” just before she faded into her dreams.
Chapter 27
Beth woke up with a gasp, her whole body covered in sweat.
“Beth, are you ok?” Darcy said, jolted awake by her shock.
She’d been having a nightmare.
“Bad dream,” she answered breathlessly, turning to face him, just realizing that she had tears in her eyes.
She couldn’t remember most of the dream, but it ended with Caroline pointing a gun at her and firing. The shock hadn’t come from the bullet heading towards her, it had come from seeing Darcy lunge in front of her to protect her.
“Shh…” He turned her towards him, holding her tightly against his chest, his hands rubbing lightly along the length of her back.
He tipped her head up so that she could meet his gaze. “I swear, I will never let anything happen to you,” he said hoarsely, his eyes locked with hers as his lips lowered to kiss her.
Beth shuddered, letting the pressure from his mouth convince hers to open; the warm slide of his tongue inside erasing the anxiety that had built inside of her.
“Nothing,”he repeated against her mouth, continuing to kiss her.
His hand reached down to pull her leg up over his hip, placing her center against the erection he’d awoken with. He made no move to enter her, just resting his hardness against the growing wetness between her thighs.
Beth sighed against him, the tension leaving her body, replaced by the growing desire for Darcy and his closeness.
At her sigh, he pulled his mouth back from hers. “One day –soon,”he rasped, angling her hips further against him, flexing his hips to slide the length of his cock against the moisture slipping from her core. “We are going to wake up like this. No. Not one day.” Beth felt the head of him positioned at her entrance, beginning to slide easily inside her waiting passage. “Every day,”he groaned.
Beth bit her lip at the exquisite pleasure that radiated from the pleasurable expansion of her muscles to accommodate him.
