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“Let Me Love You” is not just a tale of love and sacrifice but also a poignant story of self-discovery, celebrating the human capacity to find love in the most unlikely of circumstances.

Please enjoy the current WIP of Iris and El. This will be published freely up to a point… like the old days and then the entire book will be posted for the full download. I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments. And don’t forget to check out the companion stories. (Wicked Chances, Dreams of Reality, The Convenient Wife, The Other Side of Love, She Works Hard for the Money & Ravenous)

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Chapter 27

Just as he had done with his nose, she touched his back, simultaneously moving her hands over his shoulders with firm pressure so it wouldn’t tickle him. Was he even ticklish? Iris doubted that.

Her fingers wrapped around his sides as they moved down to his lean waist and coccyx, and then she descended up his spine, loving how his muscles plied to her hands. She saw him fully relax in the middle of his back, and his breath shuddered. A sore spot needing relief? She had to remember that as she completed her mission of touching him.

“Are you done?” he questioned but didn’t turn around. His voice wasn’t impatient but surprisingly calm.

Iris had yet to remove her hands from his back. “One more thing,” she said, purposely being difficult. Leaning forward where her face was just above the center of his spine, she pressed her nose against his skin and inhaled him. 

Clean and crisp like a fall day, along with the warmness that touched her face.

His breath caught in his throat again, and Iris was positive she was affecting him. Stepping away, she said, “I’m done now.”

El turned to her immediately with that intense glare, but he wasn’t angry. Stepping forward towards her, he leaned down, moved his arm around her waist, and pulled her body against his. 

“What are you trying to do to me, Iris?” he questioned.

“I’m enjoying you as much as you are enjoying me,” she answered honestly. I’ve accepted your terms, and you should stop looking for ulterior motives, El.”

Slowly, he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her lips. “Lie on your back, woman; don’t move and close your eyes,” he said, indicating the bed. 

It was her turn to shudder, and the delight in his eyes told her he loved how her body responded truthfully to his request. He released her from his hold, and she walked to the bed, knowing he was watching her.

Whatever he was planning, she desired this – badly. 

Iris laid perpendicular to the headboard on the king-size bed, taking note this was the most enormous bed she had ever laid on. The bed in Dwayne’s bedroom was full, and she had always been pushed to the edge. She was sure this bed had enough room for more than the two. El looked like a man who enjoyed his comfort, and she could imagine him taking up the whole bed with his broad shoulders and thick legs, looking sexy as all get out with the covers barely covering his body.

His moving around the other side of the bed where her head lay brought her thoughts back to the present. “Your eyes aren’t closed, Iris,” he noted.

Gawd Dang! Her thoughts twirled, seeing his gorgeous frame over her head along with the bulge between his legs. It was a beautiful sight, and she reluctantly closed her eyes, waiting for his next move. 

The fact that she trusted him was wild, but Iris had never indulged in something so sensual. Why wouldn’t she be ready for this? Wanting this? Needing this?! 

One of his hands moved under her body to her bra, and she felt the clasp release with a flick of his fingers. 

And then she remembered his words: ‘I am a hard man to walk away from once you get used to me’ and all he’d done to her. She now understood his worry about being unable to differentiate from office life to bedroom life. El had warned her, but if she didn’t know a lot of things about sex except what she’d read secretly in romance books, a few resource books, and articles, then how was she supposed to know how to handle what he was going to do to her? 

He didn’t take her bra off but left it loosely on her body as he sauntered around to the other side of the bed. 

With her eyes closed, Iris had to listen for everything, but the mystery only increased the arousal she was feeling, and she wanted to feel much, much more.

A soft zipper and then some movements. Was he taking his pants off? 

El touched her feet. NO! He caressed her feet. It was not a massage, but he was feeling them. Each toe and then to her arch, moving on to her heel but returning several times to the middle of her foot. The firm touch was relaxing, and she found his hands in perfect shape as he moved over her ankle and to her calf. The strength behind each of his fingers was appreciated.

His weight coming on the bed brought the mattress down while his hands moved up past her knees and thighs, bringing them together tightly and making no effort to remove her panties. She gasped, feeling his bare legs pressed on hers. He’d removed his pants and was only wearing his underwear. Damn, it felt so nice to feel him against her skin. 

Iris closed her eyes tighter, rapidly trying to calm her uncertainty and growing arousal. 

El’s hands came up to her waist, and she could feel him touch her groin. Despite her thickness, his long, strong hands could hold her waist and touch together. He placed his whole hand over her stomach as if gauging the circumference. She was positive he saw the minor stretch marks right over her panty line, which was a constant reminder of her very short pregnancy. 

Yet, he didn’t say a thing. His palm felt so hot against her skin, and she was way past internal flutters. Her eyes were closed, but her body felt everything.

His hands now drifted up to her sides and moved under the bra. With the garment already unlatched, it was easy to remove as he brought her arms up and held her wrist with one hand. He leaned over her body, and she loved the weight over hers even though she knew he was holding his total weight back. 

When he leaned, El raised her arms over her head and pressed her wrist on the bed. “Don’t move, don’t speak, and don’t open those eyes of yours,” he whispered.

Because he wasn’t wearing his pants, the skin-to-skin contact caught her off guard and excited her more. Iris shivered as she nodded and waited for what he would do next. 

After he lifted himself from her body, his finger moved down to the crease where her thighs met, and then he leaned his body down over her legs. His nose followed his hands, moving up her body and going over every portion of her skin, but this time, she could feel his lips occasionally press against her skin, but not with a kiss.

He was tasting her!

Lawd!!

She concentrated on keeping still and making sure her breathing was kept steady as his nose moved ever so slowly over her groin and then her stomach, but he paused at each nipple, taking each one in his mouth and giving a well-deserved suckle, but this time he played around with the tip of his tongue circling and then drawing a large portion into his mouth. The pleasurable sigh escaping her lips could not be helped as he indulged a round of suckling from each tip, and a tiny groan escaped him.

Feeling dizzy from the arousal and sucking, she panted and fought the urge not to ground her hips into his thigh that was lying right over her groin. His movements above were starting to catch an internal heat she knew couldn’t be extinguished without some assistance.

When he seemed to be sated, he rose to her chest, up her neck, and behind her ear again. 

“Open your eyes, Iris,” he ordered.

Did that mean he was done with this nasal play? Or was this just the first round? 

Slowly, she opened her eyes and looked up at him. He held himself up without effort to look down at her. Gawd, he looked just perfect over her, half-naked, touching her body and making her feel all kinds of wrongs through every single cell of her body. 

“How do you smell so deliciously naturally?” he asked.

“How do you feel so good?” she countered.

El blinked and then rolled her to her side to dip down to her nipples as if he forgot he was thirsty, to latch on immediately.

Damn! Iris was definitely going to use his thigh this time, whether he liked it or not because she was about to pop off or die.

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