“I’m kidding.” He laughed, pressing a chaste kiss to my lips. “Let me get rid of the condom and clean up. I’ll be right back.”
I rolled off him and settled facedown on the bed. I didn’t even bother getting under the covers. It had been one hell of a day, and sleep was threatening to consume me with each passing second.
Flint rejoined me in bed, sliding in behind me and dragging the covers over both of us.
As per usual, he shifted me in his arms until he found a position for me that suited him.
As per usual, I played limp and giggled the whole time he jostled me around.
I smiled to myself when he tangled his legs with mine. Once I’d wrapped my arms around his stomach, I squeezed him tight.
“In my dreams, you were walking,” I whispered, kissing his chest.
“In mine, you stayed,” he replied on a deep, content sigh.
Sated and smiling, I drifted off in his strong arms, reveling in the culmination of every fantasy I’d ever had.
FLINT GROANED AS HIS ALARM clock started screaming through the room at what felt like an obscene hour.
“Oh God.” I folded the pillow over my head in a worthless attempt to block it out. “Turn it off!”
“I can’t find it!”
“Why the hell would you hide your alarm clock?” I cried in response.
“I didn’t hide it, smartass. Someone who shall remain nameless knocked it off the nightstand in a fit of ecstasy last night.” He laughed, pinching my nipple before snatching the pillow off my face and throwing it across the room.
“Just unplug it,” I whined, slapping my hands over my ears.
“I can’t. It has a backup battery.”
“Who in God’s name puts batteries in their alarm clock? That defeats the whole point of praying for a power outage before you go to sleep.” I’d rolled off the bed and begun searching the floor for the blaring disturbance when a second distinct tone joined the chaos.
My too-early-in-the-morning glare swung to him.
“What the hell is that?”
“Backup alarm.”
“You have got to be kidding me.”
“I hate being late.” He laughed, flipping the blankets off and nabbing his crutches off the ground.
I dropped to my hands and knees, following the noise. “Got it!” I shouted, stretching my arm under the bed and barely catching it with the tips of my fingers.
I quickly turned it off, and he had apparently found the second alarm, because the room fell blessedly silent. Well, that was until I heard Flint breathe, “Fuck,” from behind me.
It was then that I remembered I was naked and kneeling with my chest to the carpeted floor and my ass sticking straight up in the air. I glanced over my shoulder to find him standing, staring down at me, his already large cock thickening between his legs—a sight that had me returning his curse.
“Don’t move,” he commanded when I started to sit up.
As Flint’s heated eyes leveled me, there was a part of me that felt as though I should have covered up. But I didn’t feel insecure at all. Under his gaze, I felt more secure and wanted than I had in my entire life, and for that alone, I pressed my ass even higher into the air.
“I lied. Get on the bed, but right back in that position.”
First, I had other plans. I sat up but didn’t push to my feet. Instead, I spun on my knees and slowly crawled over to him.
“Don’t do that,” he warned, but his eyes said otherwise.
“I have a few apologies to make.” I licked my lips.
“On the bed, Ash.”
“No,” I responded.
He arched an admonishing eyebrow, which I ignored.
“You did a lot of things to me last night—things I loved. But there was something I wanted to do.” I wrapped my hand around his hard-on, steadily gliding to the tip and back again. “I’m going to suggest you sit down.”
And for once, Flint didn’t have a retort. He backed up to the edge of the bed and dropped his crutches to the floor. I smiled in victory as I followed him forward, running my hands up his thighs until I reached the base of his cock. Then I lowered my head to kiss the tip.
“Wait,” he urged.
But I was done taking his orders. I slid his length as deep as possible into my mouth. “Fuck,” he hissed.
“Wait,” he repeated as I glided back up his shaft. He pulled me upright before bending forward to kiss my shoulder. Using my chin to tip my head, he forced my eyes to his. “I said wait.” He chastely kissed my mouth and teased his hands down my sides to rest on my hips.
Then the ground below my knees disappeared and the entire world turned upside down.
Literally.
A loud laugh escaped my throat as Flint flipped me onto the bed to join him. He juggled me like a rag doll until he until he found a position that suited him—kneeling over his face.
I stopped laughing immediately when his mouth sealed over my clit.
Then I cried out as his long finger found my opening. His other hand darted between us and lifted his cock toward my mouth.