Page 72 of Crazy Love

Relief floods through me.

“Get on the bed,” I say, my voice hoarse with craving her. “Let me make you feel good.”

Her breath catches, but she doesn’t hesitate. She steps back, eyes still on me, and slips out of her dress. Underneath the dress is a red lacy bra and panty combo that is hot as fuck and I tell her so.

“I hoped you might get to see this little ensemble tonight,” she says, her voice flirty now.

I groan. “I am beyond grateful right now. And I’m going to make you so happy that you married me, I promise you that.” I move toward her and lean down to tongue the lace over her nipple. It pebbles under my tongue and I move to the other side, giving it the same attention.

I look up at her, centering myself in her cleavage, one of the best places on Earth. “Tell me anything you want and it’s yours.” My tongue licks up the center of her breasts and she shivers. I straighten and run my hands over her arms.

“I want you,” she says simply.

She turns and I’m struck senseless with the view of her ass. Every angle of her is like a whiplash to my senses.

I haven’t even been with her yet, but I already know once won’t be enough.

A night won’t be enough.

Is this how people feel when they commit to forever?

Damn. I never dreamed I’d feel this way about someone. But the fact that I feel this way about someone I’ve never even had sex with? Impossible. Hell, the guys have been trying to tell me, but now, seeing her moving toward my bed—and holy shit, her bra just came off. She tosses it to the side of the bed and her back looks like smooth silk.

It’s the combination of who Addy is, the way we talk and laugh together, the way she looks at me, and yes, okay, the way she looks, period…everything about her sends me flying high. Whatever it is about this woman, Ineedher.

And it feels pretty goddamn surreal, because I’ve never needed anyone.

She smiles at me over her shoulder and then turns around and lies down on the bed. I’m mesmerized by the display of her full, rosy-tipped tits of perfection and put a hand on my dick to steady myself. My dick is straining painfully, desperate to be free, and I don’t even know where to start. I want to be in too many places at once.

I take a deep breath, telling myself to just slow down and enjoy every bit of this.

I slowly unbutton my shirt and toss it aside.

“I’m obsessed with your tattoos,” she says, her voice husky.

She reaches out to touch the small compass over my heart, and I’m sure she can feel it pounding out of my skin.

“It’s a good thing,” I say, grinning, “because I have a few.”

I lean over her, bending down to kiss her lips first, and then chaste kisses on both of her nipples. She gasps at the feel of my mouth on her skin, and I lift up again, smiling at her as I slide the red lace down her legs until she’s fully bare.

“There,” I say. “That’s exactly how I want you.” I take her in, my eyes drinking her up. “Holy hell, Siren, you’re luring me out into the deep waters, aren’t you?”

“Doing my best,” she says, her voice raspy.

I stand back and undress, enjoying the way her eyes light up with interest. She sits up, her fingers tracing the outline of my abs, the V that disappears under my boxer briefs. Her thumb curves over the tip of my dick that’s made its way out and now I’m the one hissing back a breath. She licks her lips and pulls the briefs down the rest of the way, leaning in to press a kiss on my tip.

“Fuck.”My hand clutches her neck before she can wrap her mouth around the rest of me, and I tilt her face up. “The feel of your lips on me like that is enough to knock me sideways, but there are too many things I want to do to you before that ever happens.”

Her lips poke out in a slight pout. “But you look good enough to eat.”

My dick bobs between us, all about those words.

“And so do you,” I tell her. I slide my hand down my face. “Are you sizing me up like Capone the flamingo?”

She giggles. “Yep,” she says, the p popping.

I put my hand on her chest with a slight nudge. She pretends to be annoyed as she falls back on my bed, her dark hair splayed out against my sheets, looking so fucking stunning it takes my breath away. She looks up at me with something like trust in her eyes.

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