“I love you, Mrs. Brown.” He followed her, twining his fingers with hers as he kissed her neck.
“I love you too, Mr. Brown.”
He traced his fingers and then his tongue over the beautiful phoenix on her belly and side. She loved looking at it. He’d done such beautiful work, it fit her body perfectly. She looked down her body at him, at the phoenix on his back, felt that connection, looked to his wrist where he’d added her and Rennie’s initials to the scrollwork in the ivy curling from the base of his hand to his midforearm.
He did little things that softened her inside. Filled her up with kindnesses and care until she couldn’t really remember a time when he wasn’t at her side. He loved her freely and openly, included her and Rennie in his life as if they’d always been there. As Erin neared her due date, they’d all become closer, and Elise and Raven had even reached a sort of mild non-hatred.
Right then with his hands on her, with his mouth on her hip, on her thigh, and then as he lay back and pulled her up and on top of him, she was filled with nothing but love and happiness, with hope for their future.
“No, not yet,” he said, stopping her when she fully planned to put him inside her. “Come up here. Brace yourself on the headboard and hold on. I want to eat you this way.”
Her breath stuttered as she felt a blush work up her body from toes to scalp. “I can’t brace myself on the headboard if I’m not facing it.”
“No, not that way. Sit on my face.”
Oh she loved it when he was blunt like that. “Oh.”
His pirate’s grin sent a shiver through her as she moved up, bracing her hands on the headboard and putting her knees on either side of his body.
She’d never done it this way, but wow, was it good. Her thighs trembled as she lowered herself over his mouth. His beard tickled her inner thighs and against her labia. They really trembled when he licked through her pussy, finding her clit, teasing it with the tip of his tongue.
She moaned, louder than she usually did, because they were alone and no one would hear. The fingers holding her thighs tightened and she smiled, tucking away that he liked it when she was loud.
The sounds he made as he licked made her crazy. The wetness of his mouth on her, the wetness of her body against his mouth. It felt so good, it sounded so raw and sexual, she had to close her eyes to take it all in.
She rocked just a bit to get more, and he gave it to her. Urging her with his hands and mouth.
“Mmm, that feels so good. Oh god. Yes.”
He stabbed his tongue up and into her entrance and pulled it out, swirling through her folds and up to her clit again. Her muscles tensed and relaxed each time he did it, until she was focused on his mouth on her pussy and nothing else. Her hands gripped the headboard tight as she rode against his lips and tongue.
Climax hit her hard. Her head fell back as she gasped and then cried out. Her entire body tingled, went numb and tingled some more, until she scooted away from his mouth because she couldn’t take it anymore.
He surged up, keeping her in his lap and kissed her, hard. His mouth on hers, his tongue demanding entrance she willingly granted. His fingers dug into her hips to keep her close as his taste, mingled with hers, flooded her system.
And then he was in her and it felt so good it set off a bone-deep climax she hadn’t expected.
“Baby, Christ, Christ, that’s so good. Hold on. Hold on,” he whispered as he panted through the flex and clasp of her inner muscles.
After long moments, he leaned back against the headboard and smiled. “Fuck me.”
“Mmm, my pleasure.”
Brody nearly came each time her body came down, her cunt surrounding his cock, lava-hot and ridiculously right around him. He loved seeing the tattoo on her belly, loved knowing he’d put it there, loved knowing it connected them. She was a thing of beauty to him, something he’d never looked for but sure as hell couldn’t live without now that he had her.
She ground herself down against his pelvic bone, her clit a hard, slippery knot against him. Her hips moved back and forth as she held him deep.
“Goddamn, you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
Those half-lidded, fuck-drunk eyes opened to focus on him. A smile flirted with her lips and she gave in, showing a face he knew only he ever saw. The intimacy of it was shocking, straight down to his toes.
“That’s funny, I think the same thing every morning when I open my eyes and see you there.”
She scratched down his chest, stopping to give extra attention to his nipples. That was hot. Then she leaned forward and her nipples brushed against his. That was beyond hot. He knew she stroked her clit against him, and then her nipples too. In the last year and a half, she’d opened up to him enough that the shy woman had shown him her sensual side and now she unabashedly took her pleasure. “Your cunt feels so good.”
She groaned and he smiled. The shy Mrs. Brown loved dirty talk.
“Does it?”
“Yes. Hot, so hot. And wet. Your honey slides down my cock and over my balls. I love it when you fuck yourself onto me this way. Then again, I love fucking you every way.”
“Handy.”
He laughed as he pinched and rolled her nipples. “Yeah. I thought so. It’s why I married you.”
“Certainly wasn’t for a quiet house.”
“Quiet is overrated.”
“Yeah. So fuck me. Come inside me before I die right here stuffed with you.”
Oh. Well. He liked dirty talk too. Especially from her lips. Good god.
“Pick up the pace then. Ride me hard so your tits jiggle.”
Sometime later, when the moon reflected off her skin as she lay facedown on the bed, satisfied and sleeping, he looked at her and then out the window. His life had been a series of turns, hard rights and lefts around blind curves. It hadn’t always been easy, but the place where he ended up had always been a joy. Such as it was with her and his daughter.
She’d come into his life precisely when he didn’t need or expect a woman, didn’t need a girlfriend, much less a wife, and she’d taught him just what need was. And in the end, what it meant to have need sated, to be loved and love in return. Not such a bad outcome, even if he had to get hit by a car to get started.
Lauren Dane, Coming Undone
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