found.”
Andre answers with his voice. “It won’t fade away.”
A lump has formed in my throat, and I blink back the tears as I whisper, “That’s beautiful.”
Andre strokes the side of my face with a finger, and it sends shivers of awareness through my body. “So are you.”
He leans down, and I lift up on my toes to meet Andre in a kiss. When he releases my hands to hold my hips, I reach up around his neck, and his skin is hot under my fingers as I hang on tight. We take our gentle connection to something deeper as our tongues dance. When we finally stop, I struggle to say, “I missed you.” Something breaks in me, and I finally get it out in a whisper. “I missed you.”
Andre doesn’t speak, but I think he’s saying he missed me too by the way he’s still holding me and leans down for another kiss. This time he leaves me trembling, and I have no doubt coming here was a good idea.
Chapter 12
W hen Andre and I get back inside, the others are preparing to go to the fish market. Tori winks at me and says, “We’ll be back in about an hour.” They must have seen us kissing, and my cheeks heat with a flush of embarrassment.
When the door shuts with a thud, I turn to Andre. I’m not sure if I’m ready to commit to a lifetime, but I’m ready to commit to the foreseeable future. I place my hand on his chest and gaze up at him to ask, “Want to show me your room?”
He takes my hand to lead me up the stairs and to the end of the hall. When we get in his room, I don’t even take in how it’s decorated, because the moment the door snicks shut, it’s as if a dam has broken in me, and my need rushes forward. I kiss Andre as if I can’t get enough of him. He floods my senses with an intensity of sensations I’ve never experienced, and I become dizzy. He breaks away to lift me up by my hips and places me on the bed. I lie back as he crawls over me. His lips are red from our kissing, and I reach up with my hand to trace his mouth. I whisper the words I know are true, “I love you.”
“I love you, too, Vanessa.”
I reach for the hem of his T-shirt, and he helps me remove it. I gaze at his bare chest. Numerous scars I imagine came from claws cover it, and it shocks me. “Oh, Andre.” I envision what kinds of horrors he must have experienced over the last decade and reach out to trace an old scar with my finger. The skin is smooth, and he trembles under my touch.
Andre stops my hand. “Do not worry about these. They’re in the past.” He places my hand over his heart. “You are my future.” When he draws a line along my neck and down my chest, I move my hand to his shoulder. Thick cords of muscle flex under my fingers as he gets to my cleavage. His eyebrows rise slightly in question. I nod my head, and his deft fingers unbutton my blouse so he can lower his mouth to kiss his way down my chest and belly.
Now I’m the one trembling, and I reach for my waistband to unfasten my pants so I can squirm out of them. Andre takes over, and his strong hands tug both my panties and jeans off my body. He returns to his oral attentions, and his hair is silky against my inner thighs when he moves between my legs. A soft sound comes from my lips when he licks along my sensitive folds, and I bask in the things he does with his mouth. Eventually, the world around me spins, and I scream with reckless abandon when pleasure explodes inside of me.
Andre’s voice sets my nerve endings on fire when he crawls up and over me to speak in a low register. “I need you, Vanessa. God, do I need you.”
“Yes.” I pull his head down to drink him in with my kiss, and he guides his cock home. I moan as he enters me, and I cry out, “Oh, god” when he fills me to the brim. My body welcomes him, as if this is what I’ve needed all along. Sweet friction takes me higher as he pumps into me, and my hands grip the solid flesh of his butt as I rock with Andre toward our climax. I’m so close when he groans and tenses over
Andre answers with his voice. “It won’t fade away.”
A lump has formed in my throat, and I blink back the tears as I whisper, “That’s beautiful.”
Andre strokes the side of my face with a finger, and it sends shivers of awareness through my body. “So are you.”
He leans down, and I lift up on my toes to meet Andre in a kiss. When he releases my hands to hold my hips, I reach up around his neck, and his skin is hot under my fingers as I hang on tight. We take our gentle connection to something deeper as our tongues dance. When we finally stop, I struggle to say, “I missed you.” Something breaks in me, and I finally get it out in a whisper. “I missed you.”
Andre doesn’t speak, but I think he’s saying he missed me too by the way he’s still holding me and leans down for another kiss. This time he leaves me trembling, and I have no doubt coming here was a good idea.
Chapter 12
W hen Andre and I get back inside, the others are preparing to go to the fish market. Tori winks at me and says, “We’ll be back in about an hour.” They must have seen us kissing, and my cheeks heat with a flush of embarrassment.
When the door shuts with a thud, I turn to Andre. I’m not sure if I’m ready to commit to a lifetime, but I’m ready to commit to the foreseeable future. I place my hand on his chest and gaze up at him to ask, “Want to show me your room?”
He takes my hand to lead me up the stairs and to the end of the hall. When we get in his room, I don’t even take in how it’s decorated, because the moment the door snicks shut, it’s as if a dam has broken in me, and my need rushes forward. I kiss Andre as if I can’t get enough of him. He floods my senses with an intensity of sensations I’ve never experienced, and I become dizzy. He breaks away to lift me up by my hips and places me on the bed. I lie back as he crawls over me. His lips are red from our kissing, and I reach up with my hand to trace his mouth. I whisper the words I know are true, “I love you.”
“I love you, too, Vanessa.”
I reach for the hem of his T-shirt, and he helps me remove it. I gaze at his bare chest. Numerous scars I imagine came from claws cover it, and it shocks me. “Oh, Andre.” I envision what kinds of horrors he must have experienced over the last decade and reach out to trace an old scar with my finger. The skin is smooth, and he trembles under my touch.
Andre stops my hand. “Do not worry about these. They’re in the past.” He places my hand over his heart. “You are my future.” When he draws a line along my neck and down my chest, I move my hand to his shoulder. Thick cords of muscle flex under my fingers as he gets to my cleavage. His eyebrows rise slightly in question. I nod my head, and his deft fingers unbutton my blouse so he can lower his mouth to kiss his way down my chest and belly.
Now I’m the one trembling, and I reach for my waistband to unfasten my pants so I can squirm out of them. Andre takes over, and his strong hands tug both my panties and jeans off my body. He returns to his oral attentions, and his hair is silky against my inner thighs when he moves between my legs. A soft sound comes from my lips when he licks along my sensitive folds, and I bask in the things he does with his mouth. Eventually, the world around me spins, and I scream with reckless abandon when pleasure explodes inside of me.
Andre’s voice sets my nerve endings on fire when he crawls up and over me to speak in a low register. “I need you, Vanessa. God, do I need you.”
“Yes.” I pull his head down to drink him in with my kiss, and he guides his cock home. I moan as he enters me, and I cry out, “Oh, god” when he fills me to the brim. My body welcomes him, as if this is what I’ve needed all along. Sweet friction takes me higher as he pumps into me, and my hands grip the solid flesh of his butt as I rock with Andre toward our climax. I’m so close when he groans and tenses over
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