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“Let Me Love You” is a tale of love and sacrifice and 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 in the old days, and then the entire book will be posted for 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)

Enjoy, Your Author, Sylvia Hubbard

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Yes, this took a while to post. And yes, you should be mad at me, but no, you can’t. I needed to get past this point in their lovemaking. I call this the body sex, where they finally figure out how to be so comfortable with each other that everything is acceptable. Plus, I needed to make a plot point toward the romance conflict that will make sense later.

Enjoy; your author, Sylvia Hubbard

In a worrisome tone, El said in a low growl, “I’m getting used to you, Iris.” 
She chuckled and fished out her beauty bag. “That’s a good thing, isn’t it?”
“I don’t know yet,” he responded, looking her over from head to toe skeptically before he guided her into the suite’s leading bathroom and quickly removed the rest of her clothes.
Iris felt a rush from the hot look in his eyes, barely able to take note of her surroundings.
The shower was already running, and she could see candles around the large jacuzzi-style tub with floating red rose petals. 
He pointed to the sink, where a prepared toothbrush was placed for her. Iris quickly brushed her teeth. Knowing that if she didn’t say anything, it would be hours before she remembered her name, she said, “I have so much to tell you, El.”
“It can wait. You’ve had a long drive, and you need to relax.”
Iris almost cried because no man had been so considerate of her physical needs in her life, and this man whom she was forcing herself not to love deeply, to protect herself, was going above and beyond to tend to her womanly needs. Damn, it wasn’t just the lovemaking that blew her mind about this man, but his excessive thoughtfulness. 
While she stepped in the offered shower, using her particular lemongrass and lavender soap to suds herself down, Iris watched as El removed his clothing, loving how beautiful his body was. Lawd, this man could have her any time and day, looking like a Greek God. 
“That was my job,” El rumbled in disappointment, but he took the time to rinse all the soap off her with his hands.
By the time he finished feeling his hands all over her body, Iris was good and aroused. He washed up as well, and she helped using that opportunity to touch him all over, especially when she moved down to his shaft. 
Fascinated, Iris watched him thicken and gasped, knowing he wasn’t fully aroused, wondering how she could have had even half of him inside of her. As soon as the water rinsed away the soap, she lowered to take the tip of him into her mouth, loving how he tasted so clean and deep on her tongue.
She sucked in as much as she could, wrapping her tongue repeatedly around the tip, trying to remember all the notches and veins that were starting to bulge. From his thickness, even though El wasn’t fully erect, Iris could barely get halfway down his shaft as his tip smashed against the back of her throat. He still took a deep breath of enjoyment as he lolled his head back while closing his eyes with a small, wicked smile on his lips. 
El showed he loved that, and she loved pleasing him with her mouth. When he looked back at her, he knelt to her and took her mouth voraciously, kissing her as if his life depended on it. 
She could feel the cold water on his back where her hands were resting and knew they needed to get out of the shower. 
Without words, El guided her and took her to the tub. She stepped in the middle while he slid down on end and then maneuvered her body to sit between his legs with her back on his chest. There were rose and peppermint bath bombs still fizzing around, and damn if everything didn’t smell delightful.
The water was heated to a warm temperature, appeasing both of them.
El’s hands slid down the side of her body, and she gasped, feeling his strong fingers plying her muscles all the way down to her thighs and then coming back up her body, over her stomach, chest, shoulders, and then neck. Gently, he took the band from her hair, and then Iris almost sank into the water as his fingers nuzzled her scamp from front to back. 
Dear Lawd, This man paid special attention to another level. 
“Even after you lose interest in me, El, can I put an addendum in my contract for you to please run a nice bath like this just because at least twice a year? I get so caught up in helping others I forget to take care of myself,” she said randomly.
“And you’d take a soak all by yourself?” he asked, dripping water all over the front of her body. 
She hummed her enjoyment in a deep sigh. “You make it feel even nicer, but the ambiance is off the chain. This feels gratifying.”
El began to plant kisses along her temple, ear and neck, shoulder, and then the back of her neck until he moved to the other side of her face and did the same in reverse order. Finally, he let her head rest on his broad shoulders, but his hands were not done. He moved to her breasts, cupping from the bottom and lifting them repeatedly while his thumbs circled the nipples. 
The touch and titillation were pure wonderful, making the muscles in her lower groin burgeon and then collapse again. The feeling was ecstatic, and she could feel her body melting back on him.
His left hand raised to gently cup her chin and tilt her face upwards to give him easy access to her mouth. Yet again, his lips crushed over hers, and she moaned, feeling his tongue fill her mouth with a suckling sensation as if he were trying to drink her. 
Iris returned his passion, eagerly turning more of her body around, loving the feel of her breast pressing on his chest. In one swoop, El lifted her by her hips to turn her fully around so she could straddle his waist. Before she could get her legs on either side of him, he dived into her breast, spending long moments inhaling each dark nipple into his mouth, swishing his tongue around the tips and suckling to his heart’s desire. 
Time slowed as she could feel the tugging muscles pulsing down between her legs, and Iris grounded herself against his semi-hardness, loving the internal and external tingles that burgeoned to an eruption, shooting throughout her body. He still fed on her breasts, taking nice gulps with a serene look on his face of ecstatic peace. 
She could feed him all night if he so wanted just so she could have the pleasure of caressing his face, neck and shoulders, deliver kisses on his forehead and even suckling on his earlobe, while she lightly grazed her nails through his scalp. Every once in a while, a deep sough of gratification would leave his throat, making her smile in pure adoration of how much this man took pleasure from her whole body. 
Running her nails down his back for a moment, Iris moved down to his member, pressing on her stomach, now thicker and ready. With a quick lift without disengaging his mouth, she maneuvered El inside of her, praying gravity would help her take more of him than ever.
His mouth popped off her breast with a wheeze, and he gasped, “Fuck!”
Her wetness coated him, but with his girth, Iris still had to work to bring herself down to half of him until all she could do was lean over him. El slid down more in the water, gripping her hips  with one hand to hold himself where he was without causing her to be uncomfortable. 
Even halfway in, he filled her, stretching herself wide and she was loving every inch of him. Cupping his face, she voraciously kissed him, tasting the remnants of the fluid of her liquid from her breast in his mouth. Suckling his tongue, she loved the taste of them together in any facet, and this aroused her more, knowing he had been greedily drinking her essence.
A whimper escaped them together as her body bathed his shaft, and with gravity, she found herself able to take him in.
He bowed his head and cursed louder but immediately asked, “Am I hurting you?”
It took a moment to calm her racing thoughts to determine if she was in pain or pleasure. There was this tinge of sharp discomfort, but considering his size, El would move something around in her. The man completely stretched and filled her to unknown dimensions, but… Gawd, was that his heartbeat racing? The pulsing was rapid, and… Iris sobbed but then felt El trying to lift her to remove himself.
“No!” she said sharply, pressing her hands on his shoulders to stop him. Iris could only whisper because of the deluge of ardor oscillating through every nerve of her body in rhythm to his heartbeat. Her soul was almost out of body, but passing out was the last thing she wanted to do. “Feels… so… so good.” She pressed her forehead against his and slowly opened her eyes. 
El’s intense gaze searched her face in concern, strained in holding himself back. “I’ve never-
She cut him off, “Don’t stop, please.”
He gyrated his hips slowly, pressing side to side on the folds around her opening while also giving her pleasure and vigorous attention. The thrill of ecstasy blasted over her skin, through her muscles, and then up into her brain, where gallons of oxytocin were released to drown her as her entire being detonated.
“Iris… Iris… Iris…” 
The joy of hearing him calling her first in desperation and then in so much desire as he thickened. El pulled her body tight against him, and she was glad because when he exploded right after her orgasm, she was sure she would have blasted out of the tub. The amount of cum he released made her stomach shift, and her lungs collapsed until all she could do was gurgle her jubilation.
Her eyes had stopped working. All she could see was darkness but enthusiasm for this moment and this man. El rocked their bodies until he was done pumping into her and then just held her close as if he never wanted to let her go.

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