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I lay her out on my mattress and cover her up with a blanket before I go to the fireplace and get it going again, making sure that she’ll be warm enough while she sleeps. I take one last look at her before I grab some clean clothes and head into the bathroom to get cleaned up.

I’m about halfway through my shower when I realize that I never got around to putting away the rest of the groceries.

TWELVE

Emma

It takesme a second to realize where I am when I wake up. The sheets smell like Heath and I smile as I roll over in bed. My heart sinks when I see that he’s not in the bed with me. I fall back against the pillows and smile up at the ceiling as I remember how he had rubbed against me out in the living room. I’m still wearing all of my clothes, except my socks, and an idea pops into my head.

I want more of what we did earlier but I don’t want clothes to separate us this time. I strip, dropping my clothes in a pile by the side of the bed before I take a deep breath and open his door. I pad quietly down the hallway, listening to him move around in the kitchen. My cheeks burn but I want this. I want Heath. So I take a deep breath and square my shoulders as I stroll into the kitchen.

He spots me right away and almost drops the pan that he’s holding when his eyes land on me. I smirk at that, loving the confidence I feel when he stares at me like that. I love that little old me can bring a man like Heath to his knees.

He sets the pan down and his hands grip the edge of the counter so tight that his knuckles turn white. He drinks me in, his gaze heated as his eyes trace over my curves, lingering on the apex of my thighs. He licks his lips, his tongue darting out, and I swear I almost come from the sight.

“There’s one more thing that makes me a freak,” I say, backing up slowly.

“You could never be a freak,” He rumbles, stalking me across the living room until my back hits the wall next to the hallway.

“I’m a twenty-four-year-old virgin,” I rush out and then hold my breath for his response.

I don’t have to wait long. He’s got me over his shoulder before I know what hit me. His hands caress the backs of my thighs, stroking upward as he carries me into the bedroom and over to the bed. He lays me down gently, resting his hands on either side of my head as he stares down at me.

“I think I have you beat. I’m a twenty-eight-year-old virgin.”

He looks embarrassed to say that, the tops of his cheeks over his beard flashing pink, but I think it just makes me love him more.

“Let’s fix that,” I say as I wrap my arms around his neck and pull his head down.

Our lips meet and cling as Heath slowly puts more of his weight on me. It doesn’t take long for things to grow heated between us though and soon we’re both pulling at his clothes, tossing them and rolling higher on the bed. He pulls his shirt off and I roll him onto his back, straddling him. I grind down on the bulge in his jeans and he growls, tossing the shirt aside and reaching for me.

He drags me up his stomach and chest until my mouth is hovering an inch above his mouth.

“Grab the headboard,” he orders, his hands curling around my thighs and holding me in place.

His beard tickles the skin on my inner thighs as I lean forward and wrap my fingers around the wooden headboard. The wood is smooth under my palms and I wrap my fingers tighter, holding on tight as Heath’s fingers wrap around my thighs and he drags me down to his mouth.

I moan loudly at the first swipe of his tongue through my soft folds. My body tips forward and I brace myself harder against the headboard as he starts to double his efforts. His lips bump over my clit and I jerk, pulling away. Heath growls, his fingers digging into my thighs as he pulls me back down to his mouth. His beard scratches against my sensitive core and I shiver. He holds me more firmly, parting my folds with his tongue before he growls against my drenched flesh. He’s acting like I’m trying to take away his favorite toy or something.

I hold on for the ride as Heath uses his tongue and lips and teeth to drive me out of my mind. He licks every single inch of my quivering flesh as I rock above him. When he wraps his lips around my clit and sucks, I grind down on his mouth. My head tips back to the ceiling as my eyes fall closed and my mouth opens in a silent scream as I start to come.

I start to tip over as spots dance in front of my eyes but Heath catches me, wrapping his arm around my waist and dragging me down to the mattress next to him.

THIRTEEN

Heath

She’sflushed and gorgeous as I roll her under me. Her sweet tangy honey is still in my mouth and I lick my lips, wanting to savor that sweet taste. I can still smell her on my beard and I never want to shower again. Not unless I can put it back on right after.

Emma smiles up at me, rubbing her calf up my leg and hooking around my waist. She tries to pull me closer to her and I willingly go, resting my body on top of her smaller one. Her feet are around my knees but the rest of us lines up perfectly. My cock grinds down against her slick pussy as I settle into the v of her legs. Her breath catches in her throat as I rub against her, her eyes going hazy and I want to beat my chest. I love that I can make this little minx feel like this.

“Are you ready for me?” I ask, my voice coming out even deeper than normal.

“Oh yeah,” she says with a saucy grin as her hips rock against mine.

I bite back a moan as she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls herself up until her lips meet mine. She pushes her tongue into my mouth, moaning as she tastes herself on my mouth.

My hips continue rocking against hers until she tilts her hips up. The tip of my cock slips inside her and we both freeze.

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