So absolutely damn perfect.
Screw watching football, he had found his new favorite pastime for the next fifty years at least, or however long his dick held out. He rubbed his thumb gently above her clit, dragging out the last of her pleasure till she sagged limp beneath him, every muscle lax, spent.
Her thighs stopped trembling, her breathing evened out. Eventually.
Wow. Talk about humbled. The total relaxation on her pretty face and the slow smile when her gray eyes blinked open once again had him hooked.
“That was hot,” he said. “Again. Come again for me, babe.”
Her brows rose as her mouth opened. The wondrous look she gave him held more than a touch of “are you crazy”? Well, he would have to prove himself to her. No hardship.
She watched as he licked her juices off his fingers, lip smacking involved. This was his girl. He had every intention of spending some very serious time with his mouth between her thighs, but right now, his instincts told him to keep eye contact. If she got skittish then he wanted to be there, talking her back down.
He finished sucking her honey from his fingers, and then he ever so gently, very tenderly, began to stroke her anew. Taking care to go easy while, he knew, she was still reeling from coming, stil ultra sensitive to every touch.
“No, Dan. Your turn.” She grabbed his cock and did some stroking of her own.
Her lovely hot hand.
The punch of heat to his gut was insane; the tightness in his balls from touching and watching nearly did him in.
He covered her hand with his own, stilled it before he embarrassed himself and came all over her bel y like some overeager kid. Oh, man. The mental image of her soft, pale skin splattered in his come. Marked by him.
He had to close his eyes, will it out of existence before it became truth. This woman made a mockery of his control.
“Why not?” She gave him a cranky, confused frown and a squeeze. He swore a blue streak.
“Ali, babe, wait. I want to be inside you.”
“I want that too.”
Fine. She was onboard. Further foreplay could be post-play. No problem.
Daniel leant across the mattress, grabbed his pack and rummaged for the condom he had stashed away for such a joyous occasion.
He used his feet to push off the jeans holding his ankles captive and tying him in knots.
“Hurry, Dan,” she urged. Her *, fiery hot, rubbed against his thigh as he moved back between her legs. Her hips pushed at him.
It was exhilarating, the way she wanted him. Exactly what he needed, craved. “Hurry.”
“My greedy girl.” He ripped open the wrapper with his teeth, rolled it on without preamble. Fingers kneaded his shoulders like a cat working on a lounge. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down the seam of her sex, teasing them both before positioning himself against her and pushing in, sweet and slow.
Holy shit. The feel of her taking him sent heat licking over his skin. They fit together just right. He had known they would. Some things were facts of the universe. It didn’t do to question them.
She was a little tight. He was a little big. Together, perfect.
“Oh.” Her mouth formed the letter perfectly.
“Oh?” he asked, rubbing his lips along her jaw. Thoroughly enjoying the long, slow slide of his cock gaining ground inside her, the way her body hugged him tight. His whole world was remade on the journey. His breath was choppy and his toes curled. Everything as it should be. “Ali, baby?”
His girl gasped as he pulled back, pushed in anew, fingernails dug into his skin, clinging onto his shoulders. When she answered him she tried to play it cool and calm. Didn’t quite manage to pull it off with her mouth trembling like it was.
Nice to know he wasn’t the only one affected.
“Hmm?”
“Oh, good?” He freed up a hand to pluck at a nipple, roll the tight bead between thumb and finger. True cause and effect. She got wetter, and he got hotter.
“Yes,” she said.
He knew he was in serious trouble. Legs wrapped around him, holding him to her, urging him on with the upward tilt of her hips. And when she had taken al of him, with every inch of his dick in heaven, he knew this couldn’t last long, no matter his good intentions.
“Oh, yeah.” Her eyes were huge and dark, her teeth biting into her bottom lip. “That’s … that’s so good.”
Daniel dropped his head onto her shoulder, grazed his teeth over the line of her collarbone. Loving the way she shivered, wanting as much skin-to-skin contact with her as he could get.
All his. Every last bit of her.
His cock jerked inside of her. She gasped, tightened on him till he had to count backward from ten to hold out. Not good.
He had grand plans. Romance. Fireworks. Everything and anything to make her his.
“I need to fuck you,” he admitted in defeat.
Her tone when she answered was bewildered, indulgent. “I thought that’s what we were doing.”