Sugar Pie by Victoria Pinder
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Kerry
My heart was his.
Warren made everything so perfect, and I wasn’t being easy. My past kept putting up roadblocks that honestly didn’t need to be there.
As the door closed to our room, I walked to the patio and glanced out the open doors that let us see the green hills. I sighed. “Today is like a dream.”
He came up behind me and placed his hands on my shoulders. “Let’s not discuss dreams. Let’s focus on us.”
My heart beat faster, but I reached to close the door. Alone at last. My skin buzzed. I hadn’t expected fantasy when I wasn’t used to being appreciated. I bounced on my feet, unsure what to do. “Cutting onions is not the same thing as living a full life.”
“It’s a start.” He reached for my hands.
I laughed. “True. I’ve been falling for you since we met.” I hadn’t meant to say anything like that. The words “I love you” were on the tip of my tongue. I swallowed it back, and tension rushed in me.
“Good. So why were you crying last night?”
I wasn’t completely crazy. Heat rushed to my face. “Because everything about you is so perfect. I was overwhelmed but happy. You always think about me first, and it’s as if you were raised to be a gentleman.”
He kissed my shoulder. “You’re easy to think about.”
I cupped his face and decided to show him how I felt. “I want to be on top.”
He unbuttoned his shirt and laughed. “Cutting right to the chase.”
“Clearly.” I tossed my jeans onto the floor. He did the same, and a moment later, we stood completely naked in front of each other.
My body buzzed with excitement, and he came over and kissed me.
My blood blazed from the attention. I had a goal. My consciousness wanted to surrender to him, and I walked him back to the bed.
He climbed up, letting me go, and I followed him, tracing his legs with a trail of kisses.
Then I made it to his cock. I licked my lips then treated it like a lollipop about to be enclosed in my mouth.
He moaned and grew bigger, and I sighed when my tongue finished. He tapped my arm to come up, and I continued to give his muscular body my tender touches until I made it to his lips and straddled him.
As we kissed again, steam rushed through me, and he handed me a condom.
Perfect. We continued to make out, but I scooted off him and opened the package.
I needed him now. I rolled it on him and then scooted back on top.
He kissed me, and I slid him inside and rolled backwards.
Wow. I was filled, and my body quivered, but I found a pace. Love somehow made it better.
He took over the rhythm, and I collapsed onto him to hold me.
I was in sweet oblivion, lost, and soon he joined me. And soon, I lost consciousness as I trusted him completely.
