into her face. Myrt’s expression was bright and light, filled with joy. “You didn’t make me sad, my sweet William.” Folding an arm across his chest, she propped her chin on the back of her hand, eyes never leaving his. “I’m not sad. You—” She shook her head. “You’re an amazing man.”
“I thought Amazons were women?” He bucked his hips up against her soft weight, grinning broadly when her lids fluttered in response. “Amazonman? Is that even a thing?”
“That’s a terrible one, you—” He bucked his hips again and her words stumbled to a halt as she gasped and sighed.
“You went to sleep last night.” Hand skating around her hip, he danced fingers down the outside of her thigh as far as he could reach, sliding to take the inside track on his way back up. “So cute huggin’ your pillow, I couldn’t make myself wake you up. Too cute. You’re a pillowsnugleoplis. All about the grrr and argh when I tried to move you.” His palm encountered the curve of her ass, and he spread his fingers, slipping under the edge of her panties to cup and massage, fingers sliding in and down. “You awake now, baby?”
Ass clenching, she pressed against him with a shiver and nodded. “I sure am.”
“You up for foolin’ around this morning? I’m feelin’ needy. Frisky and needy.” Ruby lips pouted only inches from his mouth, and he arched up to capture them, his fingers threading through her hair to pull her closer. Each touch stirred a hot breath from her lips. “So fuckin’ needy, baby.”
Rolling so she was underneath him, he angled on one hip and slid his fingers under the front edge of her panties, kissing her deeply as he delved between her other lips to find slippery wetness. Hooking a thumb in the top edge of the fabric, he took the work of moments to whisk them away, tossed somewhere towards the corner of the room. “Need a condom, baby.” Lunging across the bed to the nearest table, he prayed whoever had stocked the house had thought ahead for this eventuality, too. Otherwise I’ll have to find my pants—aha. He pulled a whole strip of condoms out of the drawer and laughed. “Someone thinks we’re gonna do the naked tango a lot. I’ll have to thank them for their trust in my recovery time.”
Kneeling between her thighs, he kept one hand on her, fingers traveling from one hip to the other in a teasing graze as he rolled the condom down his length. A hard squeeze of his balls set the looming orgasm back at least a few minutes, hopefully. Just seeing her like this, spread out. She’d finger-combed her hair while he looked for the condom, so the strands were arrayed in a curtain behind her head and shoulders, perfect for him to—Do anything. She’s so fuckin’ perfect for me in every way. “Fuckin’ love you, Myrtle. I fuckin’ love you.”
Those lips bowed into a soft smile he’d only seen directed at him, and he immediately tagged that one as his, too. Her tiny smile when she was pleased at something he’d said had been his favorite until this one. Now, he’d work every day to have her look at him as if he held her heart in his hands. She pulled in a breath and time stilled as he watched her lips move. “I love you, too.” Her smile grew, chest rising and falling in a rapid rhythm as he slipped both hands up the inside of her thighs, thumbs brushing against the soft curls waiting at the center of her. “My sweet William.”
“Not your Bane? You sure, darlin’?” Her proclamation quieted any tiny fears he’d still been carrying, that this was an exploration for her, and perhaps she wasn’t in deep like him. Those words were worth any celebration, and he’d put that into play soon enough. Right now, though, he skated his palm across her skin. Time enough and then some. Rest of our lives.
“You’re my Bane plenty of other times. When you’re taking care of me, making sure my family is safe and healthy, visiting with our friends.” Her breath caught as he pushed a finger inside her, stroking in and out slowly before pairing another with it to fill her more. “But when you look at me like you do, sweet is the only word that comes to mind.”
“I’ll take it.” He shook his head as he leaned over her, propping himself up on his elbows.