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Family Ties (Morelli Family 4)

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She moves in that direction without much confidence, but then she looks back at me and gestures to the bra and panties she’s still wearing. “Should I take these off?”

I shake my head. “Not yet.”

Once I’m on the bed I climb on top of her. As if by instinct, she draws her hands together at the small of her back like she’s bound. I close my eyes, taking a breath to keep from imagining why she might do that. Once I let it out, I refocus on the moment. I gently take her wrists and pull them apart. “Just get comfortable,” I tell her.

I do not think she’s in the least bit comfortable, but after wigging out on me last time, she probably doesn’t want to again.

“We’re not going to have sex yet. We have all night,” I tell her, my hands coming to rest on her shoulders. I rub her tense muscles, keeping my voice calm. “If you’re determined to have sex tonight, we will. If we have to stop a time or ten, then that’s what we’ll do. Please don’t try to push through if you’re not feeling it.”

“We can add back rubs to the list of things I like,” she tells me.

I crack a smile, then dip to brush a kiss against her shoulder blade. “Done. What else do you like?”

She’s still a little hesitant, but as I rub her shoulder with one hand and trail a finger down her spine with the other, she answers, “I like when you kiss me.”

“Where?”

“Everywhere. My mouth, my neck, my chest.”

“Here?” I lean down, pushing her hair over her shoulder and brushing my lips across the nape of her neck.

Sighing with pleasure, she says, “Definitely there.”

My chest brushes her back as I move my lips along her shoulder, moving my hand down her back and over the curve of her ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. I work my fingers between her legs, paying attention to her swift intake of breath. I drag a finger down the inside of her thigh, then back up, covering her pussy with the palm of my hand. I kiss her neck again, then murmur in her ear, “I love everything about this body, Francesca, and I would never do a thing you didn’t like to it. That wouldn’t bring me any pleasure. You understand? I would hate that.”

I’m so close I can hear her swallow as she nods her understanding.

“Anyone who gets pleasure out of hurting you has no business touching you. No one like that will ever touch you again, because you’re mine. I never want you to do anything that doesn’t bring you pleasure again. I don’t want you to feel fear or anxiety or dread—nothing bad. You should never feel anything bad when we’re together like this.”

My hand roams the perfect curve of her ass again. I can’t help squeezing. Her ass is fucking perfect. I want her straddling me, so I gently turn her over. Her face is slightly flushed, but she’s completely receptive when I lean down and kiss her.

I climb on the other side of her, sitting up. “Get on top of me.”

She does, straddling me just the way I wanted.

“I’ll probably tell you what to do out of habit, but you never have to do it, all right? If I tell you to do something and you don’t want to do it, just tell me to fuck off. It kinda does it for me when you try to push me around, so I won’t even be offended,” I tell her with a wink.

She playfully shoves my shoulder, smiling.

I raise an eyebrow with interest and tell her teasingly, “See? There you go.” My cock really didn’t need any encouragement, but I push against her anyway, letting her feel how hard she makes me.

All on her own, she braces a hand on each of my shoulders and leans in to kiss me. I let her control the pace for a minute, but she’s Francesca, so she doesn’t deepen it. That’s fine, but I want more. Anchoring one hand on her hip, I thread the other tenderly through her hair and hold her still while I gently invade her mouth. As much as I hate to let go of any part of her, I move my hand on her hip to explore between her legs. I keep kissing her, paying close attention to her response as my finger moves up under the scant fabric of her panties. She shifts, briefly breaking the kiss, but then she resumes, lifting her hips to make more room for my hand. That’s all the encouragement I need, so I dip a finger inside her, savoring her gasp of pleasure. I push my finger deeper, relieved to feel evidence of her arousal.

“Your pussy is already wet for me, isn’t it?”


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