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Just to make my point, I gently pushed her head against the pillow, facing away from me. “Closeyoureyes.”
She snappedthemshut.
“Good girl,” I whispered as my fingertips began exploring her body. I dragged them down the front of her gown, sliding over silk and then skin when I reached her knee. Her lips parted in appreciation, and I felt her relax against me. “That’s right,” I coached, dragging my hand over her body again. I paid special attention to her breasts, which I was allowed to touch again. And suck. I worked the strap of her nightgown down and leaned over her body until I could get my mouthonher.
“Mmm,” shesighed.
My hand worked its way beneath her gown, and I made a noise of appreciation when I found no panties in my way. “I do like this outfit. It’s myfavorite.”
She smiled with her eyes closed. And when I ran a palm down her bare belly and between her legs, she shifted and spread her legsforme.
“That’s my girl,” I whispered in her ear. “Always ready to take my cock. You want it,don’tyou.”
“Yeah,” she gasped as I tucked my fingers into the slickness waitingforme.
My lips found the sensitive spot beneath her ear as I stroked her sweet pussy. She moaned and pressed against meeverywhere.
It was all too easy to kick off my boxers, lift her leg, and slide inside her from behind. “Unhh,” I exclaimed as her body welcomed me. We lay there a second, our breathing rapid, and I swear every cell in my body vibrated with expectation. “Now this is what I’m talking about.” I flexed my hips and she rolledhers,too.
Heaven.
“You are perfect,” I whispered over hershoulder.
She grabbed my hand and clutched it. “Pretty…greatyourself.”
“You make me feellucky.”
“Well, you’regettinglucky,” shepointedout.
“No.” I chuckled in her ear. “I meant all of it.” I lay down on my side and pulled her against me, even if it meant I couldn’t keep up my good work for a second. But I needed her to feel this connection all the way down to her soul. I had a point to make, and now seemed as good a time as any. “I’d do it all again, Zara girl. With you. Noregrets.”
She went still inmyarms.
“You’re it for me. I don’t care if there are gonna be earaches and lots of days missing you. I’ll take it, because you’re the bestthereis.”
“I love you, too, honey,” she whispered. “I think Ialwayshave.”
My heart gave a big old kick. “Thanks for finally lettingmeknow.”
I felt her smile even if I couldn’t see it. She pushed her ass back against me to remind me that we were in the middle of something important. That was Zara for you. She liked to keep theupperhand.
But so did I. So I rolled, taking her to her stomach, spreading myself out on top of her luscious body. I braced myself on my forearms and began to move, and she moaned herapproval.
Skin kissed skin. I was against her. Above her. Beside her.Insideher. Everywhere I needed to be, allatonce.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Dave
The baby woke againin the darkest part of the night. Zara got up to soothe her. She gave her another dose of medicine while I lay in bed listening, waiting to offer my services if we were in for a long night of passing a screaming child back andforth.
But Zara came back to bed fifteen minutes later, startling me out of a doze as she tucked a quiet Nicole in between us inthebed.
I reached down for my boxers on the floor and pulled them on, then lay down on my back, giving them somespace.
We dozed. Then we slept. And nobodycried.
When I next awoke, there was sunlight on my eyelids and a little hand feathering its way through my hair. And when I opened my eyes I was startled to see Nicole a few inches from my face, looking rightatme.
