“Because I’d have stopped you.”
“Because I’d have stopped myself.”
Anthony laid down alongside Letitia, both of them gazing at the canopy under which his father must have slept soundly after smashing up young love that might otherwise have lasted forever. Suddenly, he wished he had never brought her to this cursed place.
She slid a hand over his belly as if sensing his disquiet. Those clever fingers plucked at the buttons running down the front of his shirt, unhurriedly splitting him open so she might fill him again.
When her hand landed at the waist of his trousers, Anthony pulled the shirt from his body, then crawled atop her.
“What do you mean to do, Letitia?” he asked, his eyelashes fluttering over the skin of her cheeks.
“I thought you might wish to be more comfortable, my lord.”
“I can think of many ways I might be more comfortable.”
He placed a hand atop her breast, bold as brass, and looked to her for permission to continue. In response, she pulled the fine garment up from her legs, past her belly, and over her head until she lay nude before him.
Anthony took up the chemise and regarded it. “Perhaps a bit small for me, dear,” he said, planting a kiss on her neck.
Letitia giggled in shock, clearly not recalling how they’d played in bed and told each other silly jokes between lovemaking.
Ah, lovemaking,thought Anthony, unable to tear his eyes away from those nipples he’d been dreaming about for years. Would that they could consummate their, well, their love once again. But he wouldn’t risk Letty’s health for a quick tumble.
“I wish we could…you know,” she whispered, her fingers running over his belly, just above where he wanted her so badly.
Anthony dipped his head to suck a nipple into his mouth, unable to resist the urge to taste his beloved Letitia again.
“Your mouth is so good,” she moaned.
So she felt the way he did? Hot and needy and desperate for anything that might see them joined, whether physically or spiritually?
“I didn’t know that you liked my mouth so much. I don’t recall you mentioning it before,” he said playfully, switching to the other breast.
“I’ve only dreamed of it for years,” she sighed.
Well, that was enough to give a man ideas and a painfully hard erection. He slid down the mattress between her thighs and ran his stubbled cheek against her soft leg.
“Then may I kiss it? The girl who has been waiting for me?”
Anthony paused, looking up at Letitia to make sure she was experiencing bliss and not simply agreeing to his wishes. Her lids were heavy, and she shifted her thighs further apart.
“Tell me,” he said wryly, holding his ground until she reached down to cradle the back of his head, pressing him into her sweet cunt.
To be back in this paradise after thinking he’d been forever ejected from heaven had him so hot he was subtly working his cock — while still in his trousers — against the bed as he lavished her outer lips with worshipful kisses.
When he licked up that wet seam, she shuddered in his hold, gasped when he placed a glancing lick on that nub he knew would send her ascending, then falling.
“What did the doctor say you can’t do right now?” he suddenly thought to ask. Her clasp was calling to him. He wished to slip his tongue in, but he had to be gentle with her. She’d only receive his tenderest ministrations from this point forward.
“Nothing inside,” she said on an exhale.
“I can do that, my love,” he said, bringing the whole of his tongue to her bump and lavishing it with licks.
“But I, oh!” she said, exclaiming when he let his nose trail over that delicious nub.
She was bucking and squirming, her hands at her breasts like she was discovering pleasure again. But he wanted to make this special. Make this reunion memorable after all of their time apart.
“Letty, do you trust me?” he asked.
