His Old Fashioned by Frankie Love

Author:Frankie Love [Love, Frankie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-05-28T18:30:00+00:00

7

Levi

I kiss her, relishing the warmth of her body against mine, and realizing this is exactly what I've been missing for so damn long.

Not just a woman. This woman.

She parts her lips and my tongue finds hers and I kiss her like we have forever together.

And at this moment, as crazy as it sounds, I feel like I do. With her soft supple body in my arms, her chin tilted up, and her eyes closed, I run my hands over her back, taking it in. This gentle woman in this jaded city. She doesn't belong here. She belongs with me.

"God, I love kissing you," I tell her, as her hands run over my back, my muscles tightening as she touches me. I ache for more of her. All of her. "I want you," I whisper in her ear, my breath hot, and her body so damn needy. I feel it in the way she leans against me, not pulling back. She gives in.

"I want you too, I want you so badly."

I look into her eyes, not wanting to push her somewhere she's not ready to go. "You mean it?"

"I do, but..." She bites her bottom lip. I brush a loose strand of hair from her eyes, not wanting her to feel bad.

"Don't you dare change who you are for me,” I tell her. "For anyone. You held out long enough, there's no need to give up your ideals now."

She looks at me so tenderly I see her heart aching. "Why are you so good to me? Why are you such a good, honest man?"

"I haven't always been. But when I'm with you, I want to be the man you need."

"Oh, Levi," she whispers, wrapping her arms around my neck and blinking back tears. She finds my lips all over again.

She runs her hands over my chest and when our eyes meet I know my girl needs more. Now. No one's here with us, it's still early morning as far as Vegas is concerned. The city really comes alive at tonight. Right now, it’s just her and me at the top of the Eiffel Tower,

"Touch me, please," she asks.

"Baby, are you sure?"

She nods and then pops open the top buttons of her sweater, so those perfect tits are on display.

"God, woman, you look amazing," I groan, my cock growing hard at the sight of her full tits.

"You like them?" she asks, taking my hands and pressing it to her breasts. Her bra cups are lacy and sheer and her hard nipples poke through.

"I love them," I say.

She runs her hand under my flannel shirt, her fingers teasing at the waistband of my boxers. I pull in a sharp breath, knowing what I want, but not sure it's the time or place.

"I would do anything to have you," I tell her.

She gasps, as my fingers run lower down her belly, past her skirt. I pull her to me and pull up the hem of her skirt, my hand sliding over her creamy thighs, running my hands over her panties.

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