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looking beautiful and decadent, her hair spread across the bed, sweater shoved up beneath her breasts, her thighs naked. She looked like a picture of every evening in his foreseeable future. His heart shook.
“And...” He slid a hand up her thigh. “I’m going to taste you. Now. And then again later. And tomorrow morning, too.”
Her gaze softened and swept down his body. “Yeah?”
“Hell yeah.”
She bit her lip. Her thighs relaxed and eased the tiniest bit apart.
He tightened his grip on her leg, and slowly, slowly eased her open.
He’d thought he was hard already, but now his cock was straining. She was so gorgeous and wet and pink.
“Yes,” she finally whispered. “Do that.”
He did.
The taste of her arousal filled his mouth and made his cock throb. He teased her and licked her, sucked at her clit and tongued her pussy, figuring out exactly what she liked by the way her hips bucked against him and her cries filled his ears. She came with his fingers buried deep inside her. On another day, he’d insist on one more orgasm, but today... Today, he wanted inside her. He needed it like he’d never needed anything. And when he slid his cock slowly into her wet heat, her whispered words filled his ears. I love you. I love you.
It was everything.
CHAPTER SIX
“H OLD STILL !” Eve ordered, lining him up in her sights again. She watched his shoulders rise and fall on an impatient sigh as she snapped away.
“Come on, Eve.”
“Just a few pictures.”
She angled the camera so that he was at the corner of the frame, but still in focus, his own camera raised to his eye and trained on the herd of deer in a faraway field. Even as she clicked, she knew one of these photos would be her new favorite. Brian, and the mountains beyond him, and the first buds of bright green aspen leaves just braving the spring on the tree to his left.
“Okay,” she said, but when he turned toward her, she snapped one last picture.
“Hey!”
She snorted with laughter at the outrage that creased his forehead. She didn’t know even one photographer who liked being in front of the lens.
“Okay, we’re done,” he groused, dropping his camera to glare at her.
“Be nice, or I’ll make you strip down and pose for me the way I really want you to.”
“You wish.” She saw the way pink crept over his cheekbones, and suddenly all she wanted was to be in bed with him, naked and sweaty and tangled in his limbs. She couldn’t believe the way he turned her on with the barest of glances. As painful as that had been two years ago, now it was a wonder.
“You’re so sexy,” she murmured as she moved close to his body.
“I’m beginning to think the beauty of your favorite male model has damaged your corneas. You’re half blind.”
“No.” His arms snuck around her and she looked up at him, brushing her thumb over the line of his jaw. “You’re gorgeous.”
“Eve...”
She leaned up to taste the spot she’d just touched. “I want you all the time,” she whispered. “It’s embarrassing.”
“It’s a miracle,” he responded.
He was right. It was a miracle. Not just the way their bodies fit together, but the way the loose edges of their lives had stitched together perfectly. He was managing the gallery now, and she’d expanded her studio space into a back room she’d been using for storage. She’d never been good at spotting new potential and bringing in outside work. Brian, on the other hand, had a passion for that. He sold her photography better than she could, and now the walls were filled with gorgeous work by local artists. Sales were already up, and the busy season hadn’t even started yet.
But none of that mattered as much as the way he looked at her when she touched him. As if she were the miracle. God, he was ridiculous. And so wonderful it hurt.
She kissed him one last time. “Do you want to move in with me?” she asked.
Brian pulled his head back as his eyebrows rose.
“And...” He slid a hand up her thigh. “I’m going to taste you. Now. And then again later. And tomorrow morning, too.”
Her gaze softened and swept down his body. “Yeah?”
“Hell yeah.”
She bit her lip. Her thighs relaxed and eased the tiniest bit apart.
He tightened his grip on her leg, and slowly, slowly eased her open.
He’d thought he was hard already, but now his cock was straining. She was so gorgeous and wet and pink.
“Yes,” she finally whispered. “Do that.”
He did.
The taste of her arousal filled his mouth and made his cock throb. He teased her and licked her, sucked at her clit and tongued her pussy, figuring out exactly what she liked by the way her hips bucked against him and her cries filled his ears. She came with his fingers buried deep inside her. On another day, he’d insist on one more orgasm, but today... Today, he wanted inside her. He needed it like he’d never needed anything. And when he slid his cock slowly into her wet heat, her whispered words filled his ears. I love you. I love you.
It was everything.
CHAPTER SIX
“H OLD STILL !” Eve ordered, lining him up in her sights again. She watched his shoulders rise and fall on an impatient sigh as she snapped away.
“Come on, Eve.”
“Just a few pictures.”
She angled the camera so that he was at the corner of the frame, but still in focus, his own camera raised to his eye and trained on the herd of deer in a faraway field. Even as she clicked, she knew one of these photos would be her new favorite. Brian, and the mountains beyond him, and the first buds of bright green aspen leaves just braving the spring on the tree to his left.
“Okay,” she said, but when he turned toward her, she snapped one last picture.
“Hey!”
She snorted with laughter at the outrage that creased his forehead. She didn’t know even one photographer who liked being in front of the lens.
“Okay, we’re done,” he groused, dropping his camera to glare at her.
“Be nice, or I’ll make you strip down and pose for me the way I really want you to.”
“You wish.” She saw the way pink crept over his cheekbones, and suddenly all she wanted was to be in bed with him, naked and sweaty and tangled in his limbs. She couldn’t believe the way he turned her on with the barest of glances. As painful as that had been two years ago, now it was a wonder.
“You’re so sexy,” she murmured as she moved close to his body.
“I’m beginning to think the beauty of your favorite male model has damaged your corneas. You’re half blind.”
“No.” His arms snuck around her and she looked up at him, brushing her thumb over the line of his jaw. “You’re gorgeous.”
“Eve...”
She leaned up to taste the spot she’d just touched. “I want you all the time,” she whispered. “It’s embarrassing.”
“It’s a miracle,” he responded.
He was right. It was a miracle. Not just the way their bodies fit together, but the way the loose edges of their lives had stitched together perfectly. He was managing the gallery now, and she’d expanded her studio space into a back room she’d been using for storage. She’d never been good at spotting new potential and bringing in outside work. Brian, on the other hand, had a passion for that. He sold her photography better than she could, and now the walls were filled with gorgeous work by local artists. Sales were already up, and the busy season hadn’t even started yet.
But none of that mattered as much as the way he looked at her when she touched him. As if she were the miracle. God, he was ridiculous. And so wonderful it hurt.
She kissed him one last time. “Do you want to move in with me?” she asked.
Brian pulled his head back as his eyebrows rose.
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