“How do you say the words again,” I moaned into her ears.“Heaven baby,” she whispered.A grin played on my lips. “So why don’t you want your heaven baby to have a taste of what’s in front of him,” I said, moving my hands through her thighs, but she stopped me.I shut my eyes, a sound escaping my lips.“I told you, James. Sex after marriage.”Her voice was soft, but the way her fingers curled around my wrists told me she felt the heat, the pull and the way the air between us had thickened until every breath felt deliberate. I stayed still, eyes closed for a second longer, letting the ache settle low in my gut. When I opened them again she was watching me, lower lip caught between her teeth, cheeks flushed in that way that always undid me.“I heard you,” I said, voice rough. “Doesn’t mean I have to like it.”I didn’t pull away. I just let my hands rest where she’d stopped them, palms warm against the smooth skin of her outer thighs, thumbs tracing idle circles just below the hem of he
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