Page 16 of Unexpected Redemption

“It doesn’t matter if you’re compliant and submissive or a teasing brat. As long as you’re with me, I’m the luckiest man on earth. Now come here.”I help her off the bed, immediately encircling her in my arms. “I want to make love to you now.”

As I cup her cheek lovingly, she lets her head rest against my palm with her eyes closed and mouth parted. “I like that idea.”

“I have something I’d like to try.”

Her eyes flutter open, and her lower lip slides between her teeth. “What?”

I’ve been meaning to broach this topic with her, yet haven’t known how to do it, which surprises no one. The first time this happened, it wasn’t a big deal. But we’ve had sex three more times since then, and it’s becoming clear that something’s wrong.

If I’ve noticed, then she certainly has too. The idea of her being worried about it doesn’t sit right with me.

“I suspect you’ve been having trouble climaxing with penetration. And I have an idea how I might help you get past that. Thought we could try if you’re game.”

Her features droop, her eyes falling. “You figured it out, huh?”

“Yes.”

“You’re too observant.”

What started as seductive lip nibbling soon morphs into worried biting. Her eyes won’t meet mine either, making me wonder if she’s ashamed.

Oh, my sweet girl.

Taking her chin between my fingers, I tip her face to meet mine and swipe my thumb under her lip to free it from her punishing bite. “Well, you’re my favorite person to observe.”

A dusty pink blush brightens her features. “That should be weird, but it’s so not.”

“Complimentary kinks.”

Her palms travel up my chest, squeezing my pecs on their way to my shoulders. “You said that on our first night together.”

Despite remembering the conversation, I feign ignorance. For the sheer purpose of hearing her recollections.

“Did I?”

“Yes. I remember almost everything from that night.”

She isn’t the only one. The details of our first time together are chiseled into my memory, never to fade away.

Every sound she made. All her moans, gasps, and breathy cries of ecstasy.

The way she looked splayed on my bed with her hair fanned across my pillow.

The tenderness of her touch.

The timid pulse of her hips that grew in confidence when she finally gave in and rode my face.

The shyness when she didn’t know how to put on the condom.

The skirt I left around her waist initially because it was the closest thing to bondage I could do with her.

Those fuck me black strappy heels she wore and how they dug into my back when I got my first taste of her exquisite pussy.

Most of all, I’ll never forget how blissfully right it was when I finally claimed her body for the first time.

“Lettie, Lettie, Lettie.” I tut playfully. “Can’t remember where your keys or purse are, but you rememberthatone thing I said from a damn year ago, huh?”

The flutter of her lashes draws my focus to her sapphire eyes. Their vibrant hue accentuates the purple and lavender gemstones adorning her dainty neck. Moving on its own accord, my hand molds around her throat, surrounding the collar andreveling in the sensation of the cold metal and gems against my warm skin.

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