Surrender Your Heart by Spencer Raven J

Surrender Your Heart by Spencer Raven J

Author:Spencer, Raven J. [Spencer, Raven J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-07-31T07:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eight

I crawl into her bed in the early morning, before sunset, after some lonely, restless and uncomfortable hours. She’s barely awake the first time she comes, shuddering against my tongue, unable to keep in the helpless needy sounds. The second time it’s my thumb against her clit, my fingers pressed deep into her triggering her orgasm.

“Let me,” she begs. “I need to touch you. Please.”

I let her, because her request doesn’t come from a need to take control, on the contrary. All according to plan, I tell myself. I also don’t have time to stand in a cold shower all day. I let her touch me, but place my hand over hers to guide her movements, the results quick and satisfying. We don’t need to go into depth.

Today, we have the luxury of staying in bed a little longer. I reflect on the past few days, worries, surprises.

I suppose Penelope does too.

“Thank you,” she says, startling me. This is an odd point in our relationship I honestly hadn’t planned for.

“You don’t need to thank me.”

“Maybe I do,” she argues. “If I try to see things from your point of view…”

“Don’t.”

“I don’t hate you…this. I just didn’t understand, maybe I still don’t, because it’s nothing I ever imagined. I assume it makes sense to you somehow.”

With her naked body this close, I’m not in the mood for philosophizing, especially with the direction this conversation is going.

“This makes sense, don’t you think?” I pull back the sheet, brushing my hand over her side, her smile an indication that she’s willing to let this go for now. Good. “You don’t have to thank me,” I say again. “This is all my pleasure. Let me see what I can do before I have Marlene bring breakfast.”

“In here?” Her eyes widen at the idea.

“You were the one who asked her for tools to get prepared. I think she has a pretty clear idea of what happens in here.” My fingertips glide over her swollen clit. Penelope sinks back into the pillows, all concerns about Marlene forgotten for the moment. “Speaking of which…” I can’t hide the raw lust from my voice. This, her, all for me, is what this is all about, the reason why I was ready to go further than ever before, circumvent every possible obstacle. “Did you like what we did yesterday? The toy? I can get you more, if you want.”

She moans. Such a beautiful sound, I can’t get enough of it, of her.

“I can tell you like me talking about it,” I tease her, moving my fingers faster, over and into her. I lean forward to kiss her deeply as she shudders underneath me.

I regret nothing.

* * * *

When I call the vacation home, I use the same cell phone I gave Penelope to call her mother. Colette has arrived and will meet me tonight at the house.

“Great. I’ll send you a car.”

“I’ll be ready,” she says, and damn her, her tone reveals nothing about why it was so important we talk.



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