Page 28 of Wounded Fox
Taking the hem of her shirt, I slowly peeled it over her head and got my first look at her lucious breasts as they spilled out of her bra. “I could undress you every day for the rest of our lives and it still wouldn’t be enough time,” I told her.
“I guess it’s a good thing you’ll have the rest of our lives to undress me,” Valerie said with a teasing tone.
“It’s a damn good thing,” I confirmed as I unsnapped her dress pants and slid them over her hips.
Her brown hair was clipped up today in some fancy bun, but considering I wanted it to fan across my pillow, I took the clip out and tossed it across the room.
“Why am I the only one getting naked?”
A few times Valerie had attempted to help me shed my own clothes but each time I pushed her hands away.
“Because I want to savor every second of unwrapping you and I would lose precious seconds having to remove my shirt over my head,” I told her honestly.
I wasn’t the kind of man who usually spouted off sweet words, but with Valerie, they just came naturally.
“Get on the bed,” I told her after I had her bra unclasped and had shimmied her panties down her legs.
Valerie immediately obeyed but did so with a smirk on her face. “Do I get to enjoy the show now?”
“Maybe.” I teased her with a quick flash of my stomach before getting serious. “Spread your legs. I want to see how ready you are for me.”
I could see the hesitation in her eyes but also the determination, so after only a few seconds, Valerie did as I asked and slowly opened her legs.
“Wider,” I instructed as I unsnapped the button of my pants and slid the zipper down. My jeans fell to the ground and pooled around my ankles.
Not taking my eyes off Valerie, I leaned down and pushed my boxers down my legs before stepping out of them and chucking them, plus my socks, off to the side.
“Like this?” she finally worked up the nerve to ask.
“Just like that.” Her glistening pussy begged for my cock.
As quick as humanly possible, so I wasn’t forced to take my eyes off her for longer than necessary, I whipped the shirt over my head and let it drop off my fingers and onto the floor.
Like a tiger stalking it’s prey, I crawled up the bed until I was leaning over her.
“You ready for me, sweetheart?” I whispered in her ear and nearly came when she breathlessly replied, “I’ve waited years for this moment.”
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Valerie
When Aaron slowly entered me, it was like my world finally righted itself. For years I was living off-balance and without joy, but now things were right again.
There was the slightest bit of pain from years of going without, but I welcomed it. I would take any amount of pain just to know that I finally had the one man I was always meant to give myself to.
"Please," I begged. For what I didn't know. I just knew I needed more.
"I got you."
Aaron set a brutally leisurely pace where I could feel every inch of him against my pussy walls as he dragged himself out and slowly pushed back in. It was so erotic and endearingly sweet that tears pricked my eyes.
"Don't cry." Aaron slowed his pace to almost a dead stop but I shook my head and gave him a smile.
"These are happy tears."
Like the gentleman that he was, Aaron leaned down and kissed away the sole tear that managed to escape.
“Happy or not, I don’t ever want to see you cry.”
