Page 31 of Shadowed Rubies
Still panting, I sat up and reached for him. He moved up alongside me, quickly removing the remainder of his clothes. When my hand curved around his velvety smooth length, he tipped his head back and gasped.
“I can’t believe it’s really you touching me.” His voice sounded gravelly.
“And I can’t believe it’s you I’m touching,” I breathed into his ear before kissing my way along his cheek and temple, while my hand pumped over him, exploring him from root to tip.
Kissing me as he rolled on top he said, “I need to be inside you.”
As soon as I nodded my agreement, he reached to the bedside table and made short work of donning the condom. Once he was properly prepared, he smoothly, yet achingly slowly slid inside me. I cried out at the pleasure of having him filling me.
He froze in place. “Am I hurting you?”
“No,” I shook my head to back-up my verbal response. He hovered over me as if not quite sure if he should proceed. Opting to share my true feelings with him, I said, “I feel, for the first time in my life, like I am exactly where I’m supposed to be, with exactly the person I’m supposed to be with.”
The enamored look he graced me with nearly melted me into a puddle as he gazed down at me before saying, “Me too.”
With that, he began sliding in and out of me. I wrapped myself around him, and we lost ourselves in each other.
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Max
“Wow!” I said, as I let my weight drop down briefly on Dani. It was really the only word that could come close to describing the earth-shattering, monumental sex we’d just had. The woman was beyond amazing.
“Yeah, wow,” she agreed, grinning up at me.
The last thing I wanted to do was move, but I doubted if she could breathe easily with my weight bearing down on her. Reluctantly, I slid off to the side, but I kept a leg slung possessively across her as I settled my head into the comfortable crook between her neck and shoulder.
“Mmm. I miss you already,” she murmured. Her voice sounded satiated and happy. It had to be the sexiest thing I’d ever heard in my entire life.
“Me too, baby.” I pressed my lips to the smooth column of her neck.
I sensed the moment she began to tense up. It wasn’t a movement or anything specific, other than a general feeling that she was suddenly worrying about something.
Proving that my intuition was right, she said in a quiet voice, “I’m sorry about the tee-shirt thing. I know it’s not the most attractive thing in the world to have sex with a woman who hides her breasts under a bulky shirt.”
“You don’t have anything to be sorry for,” I assured her before adding, “It’s the jerks that made you feel self-conscious that should be apologizing.”
“But you said you’re a boob-man, and I doubt if I’ll ever be able to get over this.” She waved a hand over her covered upper body.
I could tell she was truly concerned about it. “I like boobs, yes.” When her shoulders tensed further, I immediately rushed on, “But not nearly as much as I like you, Dani. If you don’t want to share that part of yourself with me, then it’s off the table. End of discussion.”
I’d been careful not to go near her chest during our lovemaking. Anything under the tee-shirt had been strictly off-limits. In fact, the one time I’d smoothed my palm up along her side, she’d instantly held her breath, so I immediately traveled back south. I would never do anything to push her limits or make her uncomfortable, and I wanted her to know that without a doubt.
“I know it’s not fair,” she murmured sadly. “That inferiority complex I took on as an adolescent continues to cast a long shadow over my life. It isn’t your fault, and I’m sorry to punish you for something that others did.”
“You’re not punishing me. I know that. I just want to be with you, in any way you’ll have me.” I hoped the sincerity rang through in my voice. I’d give up boobs forever if it meant Dani would have me. She was what was important to me, and I would take her in any way I could get her. If that meant she wore a shirt at all times in front of me until we were old and gray, then so be it. At least, I would die a happy man because I got to be with the woman I loved.
It hit me then. I wasn’t justfallingin love with Dani. I was fully, wholeheartedly, madly in love with this woman. Never one to be coy about my feelings, I used the back of my finger to swipe a stray tendril of hair off her face before looking deep into her eyes and saying, “I love you.”
She stared at me for a long moment, obviously gauging my sincerity before murmuring, “I love you, too.”
I thought I might float right up off the bed, until she floored me by adding, “That’s why we need to break up.”
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Dani
Ihad to be the stupidest woman alive. Scratch that… I was incredibly book-smart, but totally dense in every other way.How could I have the best sex of my entire life with the most amazing man I’d ever known and then promptly announce that we needed to break up before we were even dressed?
