Magical Midlife Love (Leveling Up #4) - K.F. Breene Page 0,116
all the passion and desperation I felt.
“I don’t remember how I felt first with the ex,” I said softly, needing to say my piece, needing him to know where I stood. “I remember being in love, but I was so young. I didn’t really understand what I was getting myself into. Love changes as you get older. It isn’t just about that initial rush of feeling; it’s about the capacity for mutual respect and compromise. It’s about how two people take care of each other, honor each other, and trust each other. I wasn’t mature enough to recognize that. I’ve never experienced all of that with someone. But I feel all of that with you. I only want to take it slow so I can be sure. So I can avoid repeating my mistakes. I already trust you implicitly—I just want to trust myself too.”
His eyes were so deep and blue. He kissed me softly. “I meant what I said. I won’t rush you. Take your time figuring it all out. I’ll be here when you inevitably come begging.” His smile was smug.
I laughed and slid my hands up his arms and around his neck. He kissed me, pressing himself against me, and just like that, my anticipation was building again.
“In the meantime, I’ll revel in your body.” He ran his lips down my throat and growled softly.
“Why does that turn me on so much?” I asked, breathless.
“Because you sense the danger of a predator at your neck.” He ran his lips down and across my collarbone. “You submit to me every time you feel it, trusting me with your life. You didn’t always get off on it. You do now because of what I do to you after.”
He enclosed a budded nipple in his mouth and softly ran his teeth over it. I shivered with the feeling, eyes closed, and arched up to meet him.
“What about if I did that to you?” I asked, guiding his hand down between my legs.
He pushed two fingers into me, his pace slow and deep, his thumb massaging on top.
“I’d get turned on too, especially if you sat on me while you did it.”
It took no time at all for me to flip him onto his back and lower myself onto him, trapping his hard length between our bodies. I unhooked the necklace, and as I leaned over to place it on a side table, the tips of his fingers glanced off my core. I moaned softly, taking off the earrings and bracelet before moving back over him. I kissed up his chest and along the side of his neck.
He breathed softly, and a glance revealed his eyes were closed and his mouth had dropped open. He lightly cupped my breasts, stroking my nipples. It was an amazing sort of distraction.
I kissed his lips, and he slid his hands from my breasts up around my neck and shoulders. I trailed kisses down slowly, from his chin with the light stubble to the underside of his jaw and then the top of his throat. His breathing quickened, and I couldn’t help a smile. I moved a little slower and a little lower, feeling each hollow between bones. I reached his Adam’s apple and scraped my teeth along it. He shivered under me.
“I’ve never let anyone do that,” he said, spreading his hands down my back.
“What about Destiny?”
“No. She tried, but I never allowed her. I didn’t think I was capable of allowing myself to be so vulnerable.”
“I’ve kissed your neck before.” I lifted up a little and leaned forward, his tip dragging against me and then finding my entrance. I only sat enough to keep it put.
“You didn’t notice, but I moved just enough to keep you to the sides. Not directly down my throat.”
I kissed lower still, at the base of his neck before starting back up. “I couldn’t kill you like this.”
“No, but it’s… It’s hard to explain.” He squeezed my arms as I made another pass, applying a little more pressure this time, feeling his heart thump under my palm. “It’s a vulnerable place. A shifter won’t heal in time from a wound like a slit throat, or someone ripping our throats out. We’d bleed out too fast. Allowing someone access, even like this, is…a feat of trust.”
“You wouldn’t bleed out too fast.” I kissed his lips and circled my hips, toying with pressure, his hard length slipping in just a bit before I moved away.