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away, but the touch has the same effect: He is locked down with desire.  
    He turns, pushing her onto the bed, but before she makes contact, her wings disappear. He laughs at how quickly she pulled them back in.  
    “Now it’s my turn,” he says.
    He slides his body between her legs and she wraps them around his hips, holding him tight. He kisses her again, then slowly licks and kisses his way down her body, between her breasts, and further still. Her legs fall slack and she runs her hands through his hair, urging him to keep going.  
    His lips come to the top of her bump, and he kisses it ever so tenderly. She fights the urge to cry as the emotions swell inside her. Something deeper spreads within her, a feeling she’s never experienced before and never wants to lose, as he softly kisses her belly along the waistband of her yoga pants.  
    He’s never felt this way about anyone before – at once nearly overwhelmed by his desire for her but also desperately needing to take things slow.  
    His hands slide into the waistband of her pants, and she responds by lifting her hips so that he can remove them. But he doesn’t pull them off immediately. Instead he continues to kiss along the lower swell of her belly.  
    “I will always protect you,” he says, his lips brushing against her belly while his eyes never waver from hers.
    She knows that his declaration is not just for her, but is for her daughter too. All the raw emotion boils over, and this time she can’t hold back the tears.

THIRTEEN
    “I will always be here for you,” he breathes against her belly. “Never doubt that.” He can feel her emotion pouring into him. It is the emotion that he needs to feel in order to continue.  
    Vivienne is not just a girl in his bed; she is the woman who has his heart. Her emotions tell him that he has hers and lets him know that what he’s been fighting for for weeks is finally going to be his.
    In agonizingly slow fashion, he begins to slide her pants down her legs. She doesn’t stop him. She needs this. She needs him. She fought for so long to prove to herself that she needed nothing and no one, but right now, she realizes that she was wrong. She needs him like she needs air to breathe.  
    As he’s freeing her legs, he can’t stop his eyes from wondering up her beautiful body. He slowly moves up her body, sliding his hands along her legs to her hips, and he watches as she closes her eyes to savor the sensations. He needs to worship her body, show her what she means to him.  
    She senses his need as he gets closer to her lips. He pauses to flick his tongue across one nipple, then the other, and she moans with each contact. Then finally he reaches her lips.  
    Throwing aside all resistance, he kisses her with more passion than he’s ever felt in his entire life.  
    She wraps her arms around him and pulls him against her as tight as she can, needing to feel his skin on hers.  
    Using her feet, she tries to push down his pants. He smiles, knowing that she wants what he wants just as badly. He pulls back from their kiss and rears up, which allows him to slide his pants down his legs. She surprises him by maintaining eye contact; he can’t pull his eyes away from hers.  
    He manages to liberate his raging erection from the constraint of his pants. Then he leans back down and kisses her once again.  
    She wraps her legs around him again, holding him to her. She can feel his erection pressed against her pelvic bone, so close, and her growing need for him can be felt in the warm wetness between her legs.  
    When his erection makes contact with that wetness, he cannot hold back anymore. “Are you sure?” he breathes against her lips, needing her reassurance.  
    “I’ve never been more ready for anything than I am right now.”  
    That’s all he needs to hear. He pulls his hips back, lining up the head of his erection with the warmth of her sex.  
    “Please,” she breathes, and slowly he pushes into her.