Page 76 of Falling for You

Nothing between us but our underwear.

Gently, he coaxes me back down onto the mattress. My hair is spread out beside me, breasts falling gently to the side without the support of a bra to keep their shape. He tests the weight of one, then the other. Pushes them together and sucks on one nipple, then the other. Giving each breast equal care. Paying close attention to how I respond to his ministrations. I feel his lips smile around my nipple when goosebumps erupt across my skin.

“So sensitive,” he murmurs, thumb rubbing roughly over my other nipple.

“Yes,” I whisper, back arching into his touch. “Gah, Rex. Your mouth.”

He buries his face between both of my breasts, tongue drawing out a line before he shifts on the bed, laying sideways. Over my stomach, he continues worshiping my body, lips touching every inch. Tongue continuing to trace patterns that I think are letters.

“This one will take some time,” he chuckles, diving between my legs, inhaling deep through the thin barrier of my lace panties. Pushing them aside, he sucks in a breath.

“Fucking gorgeous. Did you do this for me, baby?” he asks, drawing a circular pattern.

“Yes. For you.”

“That’s right. Only for me. Did you figure it out yet, gorgeous?”

“Huh?” I’m panting, struggling to maintain a normal breathing pattern.

He chuckles, then sucks on the hard bud, teeth nipping. Damn he’s good at this. Better than my little toy I’ve been using practically every night since we started seeing each other.

“Let’s try this again. Now, pay attention, okay? I’m going to use my finger this time since it appears my tongue is too distracting.

I can feel his dick, hard and straining against his boxers as he straddles my leg. He presses it against me, curving his hips and rubbing against me. We moan together, the sound rich and deep and loud.

Sitting up, he uses the tip of his forefinger over my stomach. His eyes smolder as he looks up at me.

M.

I.

N.

E.

Our eyes lock when he places his hands on either side of me, dropping his body so I can feel the weight of him on top of me. “Did you get it yet?”

“Mine?” I know my voice is hopeful, a hint of trepidation, even. I want to be his so badly. But only if he’s mine, too. I won’t share him.

“No.Mine.You’re mine, Chloe.”

“Are you mine, then?”

He nods, swallowing hard. As much as this is new to me, it is for him, too. I can see the nervousness in his expression. “Damn right I am. You with me? No one else. You and me, got it?”

“Yes. Only us.”

He growls and slams his lips down onto mine. The kiss is possessive, rough, all the emotions of the past month bubbling over the edge as we give ourselves over to each other. All the kisses before him have been nothing but child’s play. Only leading up to the moment we met, the attraction between us so intense, it was impossible to ignore.

I’m falling for this man.

And lucky me, he’s falling right along with me.

The moan that escapes almost hurts my throat. I’m so turned on. So ready for him to enter me.

He reaches between us, pushing down my panties then his boxers, using his toe to kick them off the rest of the way.

I look between us, naked for the first time.

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