~seventy-five~

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Chapter 75

I yawn and my eyes flutter open. I feel the heat from Tobias' body leaching into mine through the silk camisole and sleep shorts set that I quite honestly don't remember putting on. As a matter of fact, I don't remember getting out of the tub and coming to bed but it's obvious that I did. He senses that I'm awake and tightens his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him, essentially molding our bodies into one. His hot breath brushes across the back of my ear before I feel his moist lips, and I sigh as he kisses every inch of my neck and exposed shoulder then moan loudly when he slides his hand up and covers my heavy, aching breast.

I turn in his arms and wrap myself around him, and he rolls us so that I'm on top. Our lips meet each other's in a fiery, possessive kiss. While his hands roam from my shoulders to my backside, I fist my fingers in his hair and thrust my tongue through his parted lips and find his. I taste mint and just a hint of chocolate, charred marshmallow, and graham cracker on his tongue. We part when he drags my cami up my body and off over my head. He holds me tightly and flips us so that I'm beneath him. I expect his lips on mine but instead he runs the tip of his tongue up my neck then kisses and nibbles along my jawline to my left ear. A shudder moves through my body when he caresses my lobe with the tip of his tongue.

"Tobias," I moan and I feel his smile against my skin. He glides his tongue down my neck, dropping kisses along the way until he reaches my heaving chest. He circles the hardened peak for a time before taking it between his teeth. He tugs at it gently, causing me to groan as an electric jolt travels straight between my thighs then sucks it into his mouth, soothing it with the tip of his tongue and soft lips. He gently kneads and strokes my throbbing mound as he teases my rigid bud.

"Mmm, you're so sweet," he roughly says as he drags his lips to my other aching breast. He slowly circles the already erect bud then tickles the quivering tip with his velvety tongue. I squirm beneath him as he nibbles lightly on the highly sensitive nipple. I feel his hard desire against my leg and think that he might actually give me what I want.

"We need to stop if we aren't going to make love, Tobias," I moan. "If we don't, I'm not going to be able to." He stops what he's doing and lifts his head. His eyes are black with desire, telling me that he wants me just as much as I want him.

"Do you want to stop?" he asks, his voice as silky as my sexy pajamas.

"No, but it hasn't been six weeks yet. Isobel hasn't cleared us," I say. "And we don't have any birth control."

"You're breastfeeding," he says. "I read up on it. It'll be okay but we do have condoms if you want to be sure."

"You really aren't going to stop?"

"I'm tired of waiting," he says. "I want you." He grinds his hips into my leg, showing me just how much he wants me. "I know you want me, too." I pull his mouth up to mine and our lips crash into each other's with a blistering need that is overwhelming as he covers my body with his. I wrap my legs around his hips, and he presses his hard length against my silk-clad womanhood. "God, I want to be inside you." He's gently rocking his hips back and forth, rubbing against me. "But I'm not going to rush this."

He slowly lowers his mouth back to mine for an unhurried, adoring kiss that quickly turns eager and heated. I fist his tank top in my hands and drag it up his body. He breaks our kiss and leans back on his knees between my outstretched legs and rips it off over his head. He stares down at my half naked body with lust in his dark eyes then puts his hands on the waistband of my silk shorts and slowly pulls them off of me. He picks up my left leg and brings it to mouth. He kisses his way from the ankle to the inside of my knee before doing the same thing with my other leg but this time he doesn't stop. He continues up to my inner thigh. Right before I think he's going to kiss me where I want it the most, he moves his mouth to my other knee.

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