Rufus placed her carefully on the edge of the bed. “Let’s talk, Rufus,” her voice faltered as he pulled her dress up and over her head. He tossed it aside, his attention focused on her full breasts that heaved with every ragged breath. He cupped their lush weight in his hands, his thumbs stroking over the hard, peaked nipples. She leaned back, her weight propped on her canted arms. Her lovely face was flushed, her blue eyes dark as if drawing him into the depths of the ocean. Her rich, inky hair fell around her shoulders in total disarray. She looked glassy-eyed and luscious, the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.“About what, my love?” he murmured, pressing her backward to take a nipple into his mouth. Her selflessness meant more to him than he could express with words. He had needed so much from her for so long, and she had given generously and with heartening enthusiasm. His tongue stroked over the taut point of her breast, his lips pulling with deliberately soft suction, teasing
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