“I wanted to tell you how I felt, but I was a afraid of pushing you too much.” He wanted to be clear with her, because she deserved that and more.
She smiled, a little rueful grin and he startled as her fingers caressed the scar of one scar an then the other on his abdomen.
“You know I don’t mind if it’s you pushing me, right?”
He’d never considered scars something… sexy, until Harmony touched him there.
Her fingertips caressed him, tracing the darkened flesh as if she found some kind of wonder in it.
Every little bit of skin she touched felt warm to the touch and it sent a shiver through his flesh.
Hot and cold, Harmony’s touch meant everything to him.
Those hands of hers had literally kept him alive.
When she turned her wrist and brushed her thumb along the scar she nudged him onto his back.
He went willingly, or rather, he lost the ability to do anything but follow her lead.
Harmony, his woman, his love, got on her knees and moved down to his hips. She slipped her fingers into the waist of his sweats and smiled at him.
“Lift up,Saint.”
Oh, shit.
She said it. Maybe she’d picked it up with three of them around her, listening to their tones and lilts, his becoming stronger around his mother and sister.
Her voice now curled around the sounds of his name, teasing him.
“Saint.”
Her voice said it like she meant it to sound likeSin.
Oh, yeah.He smiled. She’d told him to lift.
And he did.
Hips off the bed, she pulled his sweats down and then off his legs one by one.
She lifted them in one hand and dropped it off of the bed and onto the floor.
“You won’t be needing that again anytime soon.”
Lord a mercy,he nearly swallowed his tongue.
“Yes, boss.”
She smiled at his words and leaned closer. “I like that.”
I do, too.
Harmony lifted a hand an reached back to the nape of her neck. She pulled the hair tie from her hair and all of those honey colored waves he loved so much fell into place around her face and shoulders.
She was every inch his favorite wet dream.
Harmony reached out and trailed the tip of her finger down his dick, from near the base to the underside of the tip.
Fuuuck.
