Page 71 of Hidden Hero

He found his voice just as his brain clicked into gear. “Oh no, sweet Cora. You’re mine tonight. Just tell me you want this as much as I do.” His question could be interpreted as wanting to make sure of consent, but honestly, he knew it was from a threat of insecurity. He desperately needed to know they were on the same page.

Her smile curled her lips slowly, showing even white teeth.

“Did you have braces when you were a teenager?” he blurted, then immediately winced.I’ve totally lost my game.

Her brows drew together as surprise moved over her face. “Um… actually no. My teeth were just naturally straight.”

He stared, feeling stupid yet not speaking.

Cora tilted her head to the side. “But… uh… I had a lot of cavities even though I brushed all the time…” Her voice rose at the end as though she was asking a question or giving an answer to an unknown and unspoken question.

“Good,” he muttered.

Her eyes narrowed. “So… does my dental situation have anything to do with what’s about to happen? Because I feel a little overdressed at the moment.”

He dropped his chin and stared at his shoes for only a few seconds, immediately missing the vision she presented. Lifting his head, he stepped closer and wrapped his arms around her. “No, babe. I’m sorry. It’s just that you are so fucking gorgeous. You’re everything I could ever hope for, all wrapped up together. And when you smiled that beautiful smile at me, I suddenly felt so inadequate.”

Her lips curved as her body pressed against him. “And if I’d had crooked teeth, I would become more…?”

“Human… because you look like an angel right now, and I sure as hell don’t deserve an angel.”

Her breath hitched as her eyes widened. He loved the way she stared up at him as though maybe, just maybe, he was worthy.

“Oh, Jeremy, I’m no angel. And thank God I had cavities so that you can know you are worthy of me,” she added with a slight giggle.

“I’m losing my mind,” he mumbled as he lowered his head to take her lips in a searing kiss. “Totally gone for you.”

Her hands moved between them, and he felt his belt buckle loosen. His zipper competed with the sound of her moan as his tongue thrust inside her warm mouth. For a few seconds, her hands stilled, and then she gently placed her palms against his chest and pushed back. He blinked in surprise at the end of the kiss. But she only smiled as her fingers slid into the waistband of his pants and boxers and then slowly pulled them down, freeing his aching cock.

He toed off his shoes to help, but she continued to surprise him when he stepped out of his pants, and she remained on the floor. Kneeling, looking up at him, she wrapped her hand around his cock. His groan sounded out louder, but just as he reached down to assist her to her feet, she took him in her mouth. He fought not to unman himself like a teenager.

With her hand still circling the base of his erection, her warm mouth glided up and down his cock as her swirling tongue worked miracles. If he thought she was an angel before, the sight of her on her knees giving him pleasure made him sure the choirs of heaven were singing.

Her head bobbed over his cock, and he was so close but held on, not wanting to come before her. Desire zipped down his spine, and his cock swelled even more. As she gripped him tighter, his fingers found their way into her hair. He was no longer worried about the silky curls staying unmussed. He couldn’t wait to see them spread across his pillow. That thought hit him, and he managed to growl, “Babe, want inside you.”

He didn’t give her a chance to reply with anything other than a moan as he pulled out of her mouth. With his hands on her waist, he turned her to the back of the sofa and gently pressed against her shoulder blades. She smiled as she willingly bent over the back and placed her palms on the seat cushions in front of her.

He jerked at his tie, but instead of coming off easily, the long piece of silk became tangled around his neck. He tore at it, surprised he didn’t strangle himself in the process. It finally dropped to his feet, and he managed to ditch his button-up shirt with a little more ease.

Dropping to his knees on the floor, he kneaded the flesh of her perfect ass. Nipping the tantalizing skin, he nudged her thighs apart. As she bent further over the back of the sofa, her sex was now in view. With the flat of his tongue, he licked her swollen folds. She groaned again and fell more forward, exposing more of her to his gaze. He licked, sucked, and fingered her deeply until her legs quivered and her moans intensified. She wiggled, and he knew she was desperate for more friction.

Maneuvering his fingers so that he hit the spot she’d needed while applying pressure to her sensitive nub, she cried out as her inner core convulsed. Continuing to lick her juices, he finally stood and gently pulled her up, turning her so she faced him. Taking her mouth in another deep kiss, they swallowed each other’s groans as she tasted her essence on his tongue.

He pulled her even tighter and lifted so her legs could wrap around his body. He staggered down the hall and into his bedroom. After only a few seconds of indecision, he headed to the en suite bathroom. He leaned over and flipped on the water in the shower, somehow managing the feat while still carrying and kissing her.

She giggled as he stumbled slightly, but his grip only tightened as he stepped into the shower stall. With her back now pressed against the tiles, he hefted her higher so he could latch his mouth over one nipple. She gasped, then purred.

Sucking deeply, he teased her flesh until the need for movement caused her to ride his abdomen against her core. Her fingers were now scraping along his scalp, slightly tugging on the long hair on top. The warm water hit his back as he protected her from the spray hitting her face.

Moving between breasts, he feasted until she cried out with need. “Jeremy, stop teasing. I need… oh God, I need you…” she gasped.

He lined her entrance with the tip of his cock, using the wall to help hold her steady. His gaze met hers, and she nodded her eager approval. Suddenly, he thought about a condom. “Shit, babe. A condom.”

“I’m on birth control,” she said, her gaze clear as she peered down at him. “I’m clean. I get tested at the hospital. Plus, it’s been a while.”

“Same. I’m clean and get tested. And honestly, it’s been a while for me, too.”

“Then I’m good,” she said, her smile hitting him in the chest.

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