Page 68 of Most Likely to Fear Love

I brushed my lips against her ear. “Do you trust me, darlin’?”

She nodded, but her body was still stiff against mine.

“Then let me see you. Let me learn what makes you feel good.”

She shook her head, her fingers twisting the hem of her negligee. Christ, she was adorable when she was nervous. But I needed her to understand there was nothing to be ashamed of.

“Look at me, Cassidy.”

When she finally met my eyes, the mix of desire and fear I saw there made me want to gather her close and never let go.But that wasn’t what she needed right now. I could feel her pulse racing, her breath coming in short, nervous bursts.

I slid one hand up to cup her breast through the negligee, my thumb brushing over her nipple. Her sharp intake of breath made my dick twitch. With my other hand, I tilted her chin up and claimed her mouth in a deep, searching kiss. She melted against me with a whimper that nearly broke my control.

“It’s okay,” I murmured, my lips brushing her ear. “I’ve got you. Just relax.”

She dragged in a shaky breath, then slowly, hesitantly, her hand drifted down her body. I watched, transfixed, as her fingers slipped beneath the hem of the negligee. Her breath hitched as she touched herself, and I felt a shudder run through her body.

“That’s it. Show me what feels good.”

Cassidy’s movements were tentative at first, but as she relaxed into it, they became more confident. I could feel the subtle shifts of her body, the way her hips rocked ever so slightly against her hand. I knew she was well on her way when her legs fell open, giving her better access. I was so turned on it was painful, but I ignored it. This was about her.

“Fuck, darlin’, you are such a turn on.” I pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “Keep going.”

Her breath came faster now, little gasps and moans escaping her lips. I held her tighter, one hand splayed across her stomach, the other gently cupping her breast through the thin fabric of the negligee.

“H-Harle,” she whimpered, her head falling back against my shoulder as she pushed a finger inside herself, rubbing her palm against her clit at the same time.

“I’m right here, darlin’. Let go. Show me how beautiful you are when you come.”

Her movements became more frantic and I could feel the tremors running through her, the way her breath caught in her throat.

“That’s it, darlin’,” I murmured, my lips brushing her ear. “You’re so close. Let me see you fall apart.”

She moaned, her hips rocking more insistently against her hand. I tightened my grip on her, offering silent support and encouragement. The sight of her like this, lost in pleasure, was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.

Suddenly, Cassidy’s body went rigid, her back arching as the orgasm hit her. I held her through it, whispering words of praise and adoration as she shuddered and gasped in my arms.

As the aftershocks subsided, Cassidy slumped against me, her chest heaving. Before she could move her hand away, I caught her wrist, bringing her fingers to my mouth. The taste of her on my tongue nearly made me lose what was left of my control. Christ, she was sweet.

She gasped, watching me with those big green eyes as I sucked each finger clean. When I was done, I pressed gentle kisses to her shoulder, her neck, anywhere I could reach.

“You’re amazing. Absolutely fucking amazing.”

With eyes still hazy from pleasure, she whispered, “Thank you,”

“Darlin’, you don’t need to thank me. That was all you.”

Cassidy shifted in my lap, turning to face me. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair mussed, and she’d never looked more beautiful.

“How do you feel?” I ran my fingers through her tousled hair, loving how silky it felt.

She bit her lip, considering. “Good. Really good, actually.”

“That’s what I like to hear.”

She shifted again, and I had to stifle a groan. My dick was rock hard.

“What about you?” Her hand trailed down my chest, definitely heading south.

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