Princess in Lingerie (Lingerie 12)

Her eyes flashed in pain.

“Because I would never want you to risk losing your father. I’m not worth it.”

“Griffin…”

“Can we put this behind us?” I said quietly. “I won’t lie again.”

“I know you won’t.”

“Then you forgive me?”

She rolled her eyes. “Griffin, you don’t even need to ask that. I’m sorry I’m acting this way right now. I just…want you safe. I want you home. I just…it kills me inside. Everything is over now, so I need to let it go…put it behind us.”

“I agree.”

She raised her gaze and looked at me, her eyes watering with emotion. “Let’s forget it.”

I knew she would forgive me. She knew I wasn’t a liar. My decision to mislead her didn’t change her opinion of me. Now, those green eyes were on me, the gateways to her beautiful soul. Now that I was home, I didn’t care about the mission I’d just completed or the money wired into my account. It was the last time I would walk through the door from work. That part of my life was officially over. “It’s forgotten.” My hands were in her hair next, and my mouth was on hers.

Her slender hands wrapped around my wrists, and she gripped me as I kissed her, breathing into my mouth with arousal. She gave me her tongue first, her nails slowly digging deeper into me.

I didn’t bother carrying her down the hall to the bedroom. Instead, I pushed her thong over her luscious ass until it fell down her slender thighs and hit the floor. Once my jeans and boxers were pushed past my balls, I lifted her into my arms and pressed her against the wall. My large hands gripped her ass cheeks, and I angled her against the wall so I could shove myself inside her.

Her arms wrapped around my neck, and she pulled her knees against her chest, folding her body closer so I could fit deeper inside her. Her face was level with mine, and she held my gaze as I started to thrust into her. “Griffin…”

I was buried between her legs, exactly where I should be. Her pussy was warm after the freezing cold of the mountain, so slick and wet that my cock was surrounded by my woman’s desire. There was no place I’d rather be, no other woman I would rather be fucking. We were connected at all times, but when I was deep inside her, it was a different story. Our hearts beat as one, and our souls intertwined. Love was a myth until I met this woman, and now it looked me in the face every single day. Full of passion, loyalty, and trust, we had something no one else could comprehend. We beat the odds to be together, made endless sacrifices so we could have this for the rest of our lives. I’d been shot a dozen times, but I had far more scars from keeping this relationship together.

But it was all worth it.

I slept in that morning because I was exhausted from the mission I’d completed. It was almost nine when I opened my eyes, on my back with Vanessa pressed into my side. Her arm rested across my hard stomach, and her sexy leg was tucked between mine. She must have been exhausted too, unable to sleep while I’d been away.

I ran my fingers through my hair then wiped the sleep from my eyes as I took in the morning light that filtered through the bedroom. It heated the room, lifting it several degrees as the summer sun rose higher in the sky.

Vanessa must have already been awake because she sat up when she knew I wasn’t asleep anymore. Her hair was pulled over one shoulder, and when she woke up first thing in the morning, she was even more beautiful than usual. Her eyes glowed a little brighter after a full night of rest, and the olive skin of her face seemed more relaxed. As she slowly moved on top of me, the sheets fell, showing her perky tits and endless curves.

I lay back and enjoyed it.

She straddled my hips then pressed her palms against my chest for balance. “Now it’s time for you to give me morning sex.”

My hands moved to her tits, and I groped them as she sat on top of me, her lovely figure looking perfect in the morning light. My thumbs flicked over her nipples, and my cock twitched when I felt her. “I’m all yours, baby.” The only reason why I fucked her every morning when she was barely awake was because I needed her. Had to have her in order to function normally. How could a man lie next to a woman like her every morning and do nothing about it? I got to keep her for the rest of my life, and that was a great perk of monogamy. I could fuck her whenever I wanted—no explanation necessary.