Page 55 of Cru's Crush

“Only eight?”

I smiled and lifted her into my arms. “That’s as much as I’ll admit to.”

“It’s only now that I realize I wanted you all along,” she said when I rested her body on the bed. “I know that might be hard to believe, but it’s true.”

I stretched out beside her. “I know you wouldn’t lie to me, Daphne.”

She turned her head away. “I was so afraid you didn’t want me.”

“That makes no sense, Daph. You’ve known how I felt about you.”

“Well, there was the thing with Anthony Ricci.”

My eyes scrunched. “What thing?”

“Alex said he was happily involved with another winemaker at the same time you were talking to him.”

I propped myself up on my elbow. “Wait.You thought I was gay?”

“No, well, I mean, maybe.”

I shifted off the bed and practically tore my clothes from my body. “Do you have any doubt now that I’m not?” I asked when her eyes went straight to my erection.

“Um, no. None at all.”

“Good.” Any ideas I had about confessing the depth of my feelings for her or making slow, passionate love to her were gone. I went to the end of the bed, spread her legs, and positioned myself between them. “Dammit,” I muttered, easing away.

“Wait,” said Daph, grabbing my arm.

“I need a condom.”

She reached inside the front of her garter belt and pulled one out. “Handy, right?”

I took it from her. “Do you have more?”

“The pocket is only big enough for one.”

I looked at the logo on the foil before tearing it open. “Fanny Wrappers?”

Daphne nodded. “One with every purchase, and by that, I mean every pair of panties, stockings, thongs…”

“You must have a boxful.”

“I do. Upstairs.” She winked.

The smile left both our faces as I rolled it on, then moved between her legs, where I’d been a few moments ago. I dragged my cock through her wetness, pressing the tip against her clit.

Daphne reached behind me and grabbed the cheeks of my ass, pulling my body closer to hers. “I can’t wait, Cru. The next time I come, I want it to be with you inside me.”

My body responded out of instinct as I breached her entrance and thrust inside. Once wrapped in her lush flesh, I stilled, knowing I’d remember this moment for the rest of my life.

14

DAPHNE

Cru’s eyes, riveted on mine, penetrated as much as his body did. Once he was as deep inside as he could be, he stilled, and my pussy clenched his cock as if by its own volition.

I’d loved Beau, or so I thought, but the connection between this man and me was much more powerful. I couldfeelhis love, and it made my heart swell. I longed to say the three words that meant more than any other, but I couldn’t bring myself to. I didn’t want Cru to think it was only because I was swept up in the moment or that the way he made my body sing was the reason I was ready to finally admit the depth of my feelings for him—my love for him. It was so intense it nearly brought me to tears, and I closed my eyes.