Mansplainer by Colleen Charles

Author:Colleen Charles [Charles, Colleen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Henry

My mind drifts back to all the times I wanted to cross the line only to realize paper tigers kept me on the shallow end of the water. The fear really doesn’t ratchet up for the sake of the physical body. It does it for the mind and the soul because a woman burrows her way inside your heart before you can stop it.

And it’s happening right now. I want to throw caution to the wind.

I want Meadow with every breath in my body, even though I can’t help but hear my rational brain screaming for me to run. That my hard-fought safety is being compromised.

Nothing is said, not a muscle moves as Meadow straddles my straining body. Our chests barely rise and fall under the force of our breath. Silence thunders through the loft, no blaring taxis or screaming pedestrians spoil the perfection of the moment.

“If I could keep you here like this forever, I would.” I move to nuzzle the elegant column of her throat so I can inhale her scent. “I want to speak you like an oath, Meadow.”

“Mmm…” She moans, grinding against me in a way that only stokes the already blazing fire inside me.

“I’m not sure what–”

“Shut up, Henry.” She reaches between us and slowly, teasingly, unzips the fly of my jeans. I watch her hands with fascination. After a few seconds of the exquisite torment, I realize I can’t take the heat, so I allow my eyes to flutter shut and just experience the new sensations.

I can’t seem to sit still, so I brush my fingers through the silken strands of her hair, pushing it behind her ears. Meadow is so stunning, especially like this in the fading light. Riding my lap. Touching my zipper. Oh, my God… the moment her tiny hand clasps around my aching cock I feel reborn.

“Meadow, you don’t even know.” The words struggle to escape from my mouth. Every muscle tightens, a ripcord of pleasure and pain and redemption. There’s something about this woman that sees me for who I really am. I’m glad I waited to experience this with her. Part of me inherently knows that it wouldn’t be this way with anyone else. It would have been just sex.

This is more like worship of the body, mind, and soul.

I shift her on my lap so she’s sitting up more. I want to see deeply into her eyes. I want the lust and fire there to haunt me after she leaves. She strokes my cock with one hand and the other slips underneath my shirt. Her fingers stroke my ab indentations, and I hiss in a breath as my stomach flips over.

Meadow leans in and plants a sweet and gentle kiss to my lips in direct contrast the pressure of her hands. The warmth of her breath brands me wherever it touches.

“Henry, you smell good. You feel good.”

“I’m losing my mind,” I say as my hands caress her sides and then slide up to cup her full breasts.

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