Free Her Gentle Giant: No Regrets by Heather Rainier Page B

plundering her mouth. His voice was deep with arousal.
    “I slept so well, I feel much better. And you?”
    “I haven’t had a nap that good in a long time. Then I woke up to find an angel in my arms,” he murmured, pressing her to him again.
    Her cheeks warmed at his sweet words. “Have you been waiting for me to wake up long?”
    “Only a little while. I like watching you while you sleep. It’s very relaxing.”
    She smiled softly, loving the slow burn growing inside her. Simple touches and soft words encouraged the embers back into flames. “You liked watching me sleep?”
    “Yes, very much. It’s satisfying to have you here, to know you trust me and feel safe with me. It feels right.” His other hand slid into her hair, fanning it out around her and over his chest. She rose slightly, bracing her hands on his shoulders, and gently tilted her pelvis against his erection, rubbing over him. His eyes fluttered closed, and he groaned as his head fell back on the pillow.
    “Angel,” he drew the endearment out in a whisper, “I’ve got to know what it feels like to be inside you.”
    She leaned forward, breaking contact with his cock, and kissed him tenderly.
    He pulled the throw blanket off of them, tucked her to him, and rolled her under his immense, strong body. She tentatively reached down and undid the button of his jeans and pulled the zipper down partway. Her fingers strayed inside, and she sighed happily at the contact with his silky, 58

    hardened shaft. Hissing softly, he pulled the zipper down and rolled over to remove his clothing and then returned to her, kneeling beside her on the bed.
    He was so beautiful this way. His broad chest narrowed down over his abs to a trim waist and lean hips. His cook jutted out at her, so immensely long and thick. She had never seen such a beautiful thing. That was the only word she could use to describe it as she wrapped her hand around him. As Eli softly groaned, Rachel looked up into his eyes, and was filled with awe and admiration. He gazed at her, sitting back on his heels so she could see all of him. He had to be all of nine or ten inches in length and incredibly thick.
    “You’re so big, Eli. So beautiful like this. I want you so much, but…”
    Rachel’s fingertips traced the vein on the underside of his cock. He closed his hand over hers and eased her hand back and forth in a gliding stroke and groaned in pleasure. After he released her hand, she eased her panties down over her thighs and slipped them off. She looked up at him through a haze of desire, her body clamoring for him as she glanced again at his enormous size.
    He came to her and stroked her arms before reaching for the hem of her top. She was so wet she wasn’t even sure he’d need the lubricant. He drew the shirt over her head and slid his arms around her to unhook her bra. For that moment, she nestled against his chest and let him take care of it.
    He laid her on his pillows and sat back on his heels, watching her with eyes that radiated desire. She drew her knees up with her feet flat on the mattress and opened her thighs to him, inviting him in. Retrieving the bottle of lubricant from the bedside table, he devoured her with his eyes as he slowly came to her.
    He squeezed some onto his fingers and smoothed it onto his cock. He slid his wet fingers through her pussy lips, lubricating her entrance as well.
    She wanted to thank him for his thoughtfulness but was unable to speak, gasping when his fingertip found her clit.
    Eli’s voice was husky with desire as he murmured, “Angel, you’re so warm and wet already. Do you want to feel my cock?”
    “I want you to fill me with it,” she said softly, her voice shaking a little.
    He once again lifted her left thigh and laid it over his forearm. She felt so vulnerable in this position, his gaze unspeakably intimate, knowing he could see all of her opened up to him. He groaned as he positioned himself ,
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    at her wet, swollen pussy. Her breath