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‘Cherry flavour,’ he read, as she placed it next to him.
‘You’re not the only one who wants a taste sensation,’ she chuckled. ‘Or maybe I’ll taste you before I put one on, if you’re game?’
‘Sounds like my kind of game,’ he confirmed, as she moved down his body, tongue first, to return his gift.
Like her, it didn’t take him long to come, as though they’d waited for each other for far too long already. Hearing him gasp her name and become devoured by desire for her, his body contorting, defenceless to her touch, made her own yearning rise again. She slid up next to him, wanting to luxuriate in the aftermath of his climax, to hear his ragged breath, to feel the pounding of his heart.
His heart. It didn’t feel like long ago that she would have denied love was a thing. She would have insisted a heart was only there to keep you alive. But the more time she spent with Devan, the more she knew hers was beating for something way beyond survival. His might be pounding from physical exertion right then, but she sensed, like hers, that it was filling with something else too. All of her adult life, she’d had boyfriends – for convenience, or company, or for someone to be seen with. There had always been bedroom action. But she hadn’t even had full sex with Devan yet, and already her heart was turning to … mush? Her legs were wobbly, her soul was like jelly, her insides felt warm and wanted. And that was both exhilarating and terrifying.
Yet for once, she didn’t want to run – at least not in that moment. She wanted to feel all of it. Right there. With him.
So she listened to her tumbling emotions and the thing that was beating for him in her ribcage and right through her body, and pulled open a condom wrapper. And with Devan’s nod of approval, she teased him awake and slid it onto him. She wasn’t ready to admit what she was starting to wonder about love, but if he could make love to her with his mouth like that, she was willing to evaluate what else he was capable of.
She straddled one leg over him and hovered for a moment, his firmness tantalisingly close. They took a few beats to look at each other, eyes locked, as though savouring this one last instant before everything changed. Then his eyes moved down her, taking in her small but firm breasts, the dip of her navel, the slight swell of her satiated belly. But there was at least one part of her that was ready for more. As his hands moved to her hips, she slipped herself down onto him, relishing each glorious second as he eased into place.
‘Oh thiiiiissss,’ she yelped, as the last incredible inch pushed into her, more deeply than she’d ever felt a man before him. Her dreams had not done him justice. Had he been working out his penis muscles too? She mentally changed his name from Devan to Heaven.
As he thrusted his hips so he was even further inside her – if that was humanly possible – she decided this was going to be one life-altering day. And they hadn’t needed a love app to plan it.
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Feel like I haven’t checked in for a while. Current status – WOW.
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Dear Sandi and Andi
Apologies for not getting back to you sooner in response to your love coaching enquiry. Let’s set up a call! I’d be thrilled to help you.
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Let me check with Devan about the exclusive on my past in Hartglove, but YES – I think we can sort something.
Private message from @agent_rufusdiamond to @alyssaheart_thelovecoach:
@agent_rufusdiamond – Sorry I couldn’t make it to your latest task. I had something stuck in my U-bend. All sorted now. Right mess, it was.
