Page 279 of Unexpected Heroine

And now, as often as she says she loves me, I’ll never get enough of that either.

Perhaps it’s because I’ve been empty for so long, a shell of a man. She’s filling me up, giving me the grace and forgiveness I never believed I deserved.

But maybe . . . maybe I do.

For the first time, I believe she loves me. Heart and soul, for whatever reasons she may have, Lettie loves me.

The real me.

I’ve opened up to her, revealing the worst parts of me, and she’s still here.

Worshiping the curve of her neck with feather kisses, I whisper, “How do you want to do this, sweetness?”

“Oh, you’re asking me? That’s rich.” Her tone barely conceals a giggle. “What happened to Dominant Tomer?”

I pull my lips off her silky skin, replacing them with one hand cradled at her pulse point. Leaning back, I sweep my gaze over her beautiful face. Her tears have dried, but her lips and nose are red, and there are blotches scattered on her cheeks and around her eyes. Still the most gorgeous creature ever to walk the earth.

“This time feels,” I pause, worrying my lip and searching for the words, “somehow different. We don’t need a power exchange.”

All traces of her earlier teasing flee her expression. She cups my cheek and slowly joins our lips for a chaste kiss. “I only want you.”

“You’ve got me, Lettie. All of me.”

The sapphire rings in her eyes lessen as her pupils dilate. There’s a gentle sway to her hips that gradually morphs into a rocking motion. My breath comes choppy as another surge of arousal floods my cock.

By the time I slant my lips over hers, we’re grinding against each other with our mutual lust saturating the air. Her sexy little mewls beg me to swallow them down. It reminds me of how she sounds when she’s eating something delicious and can’t stifle her moans.

Fuck. I need to be inside her now.

Since she didn’t have a request for a position, I’ll take her here on the edge of the bed. In the same spot where we shared this freeing moment of vulnerability.

Visualizing the scene makes me harder, and I’m unable to stop myself from bucking up into her and gripping her hips to guide her movements.

Desperate to see more of her body without moving her off my lap, I order, “Lose the shirt, Lettie baby.”

“That sounded a little Dom-like,” she sasses while reaching toward the hem.

“Allow me to rephrase. Please lose the shirt, Lettie baby.”

Taunting me like only she can, she winks and says, “Oh those manners. You know what they do to me.”

The shirt hits the floor a second later, and my mouth finds her breast. Cushioning my head between her palms to hold me in place, she tilts her head back and keens. Her hips rock harder. Bet she’s fucking soaked for me. Can’t wait to slip inside her and feel her pussy surrounding my cock the way her love does my heart.

Popping my mouth off her nipple, I give it one more lick, and then place a hand between her shoulder blades and the other in the valley of her breasts. Gently, I lower her upper body until she’s splayed out before me, her back resting on the tops of my thighs and her head hanging past my knees.

With my heart racing, I savor the sight of this ethereal beauty at my mercy. The only thing that makes it better is how she gives herself to me consensually, knowing exactly who I am. No more lies between us.

My palm massages her soft skin in a long stroke from the base of her throat down to her belly button. On my way back up her body, she arches her spine to press herself more firmly into my touch.

“Exquisite. Absolute perfection in every way,” I mutter, unwilling to hold back my appraisal of her beauty. Applying upward pressure between her shoulder blades, I lift her toward me and kiss her gently. “I need you naked now.”

She braces herself on my shoulders and presses off me to stand between my knees. I toss my shirt back on the floor, then stand to remove my clothes. Since she only had shorts to remove, she helps me strip, giggling quietly from the building anticipation.

“You have another condom, right?”

I point my chin to my pants bundled on the floor. “In my wallet.”

She retrieves it quickly, then falls to her knees between my legs. Rather than opening the wrapper, she sets it down and circles my cock in her hand. After two quick pumps, she leans forward and takes me inside her mouth. No licking or teasing. Just getting right to it like she couldn’t wait another second.

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