“Alright,” she said, finally.
“Alright?” he repeated, still eyeing her.
She nodded. “I want to be with you anyway. So if you can afford it…then, alright.”
“Alright,” he said grinning.
“Stop saying ‘alright.’”
“Alright.” He bit his lower lip and grinned. Good Lord.
“And stop looking all sexy,” she said, hearing her voice grow husky. “I need to go.”
He ran his hands further up her stomach then brushed his thumbs over her nipples. She inhaled sharply, her lips parting as she released a breath.
“I told you, I don’t think you can leave.”
He pulled at her waist, drawing her forward so that she was hovering over him, bracing herself with her arms. He flicked his tongue against her left nipple drawing it into his mouth and sucking gently she moaned audibly, pressing her hips into him. Two seconds. That’s all it took for her to be ready for him…again.
“I have a really hard time saying ‘no’ to you,” she admitted breathily, her body peaked and tuned to where his mouth was on her breast.
“No, you don’t.”
He chuckled deeply and she smiled, sitting up and reaching for him, moving so that she could take him inside of her. She slid down on him and she sighed, concentrated on where their bodies met.
“I do when it really counts,” she breathed.
“You say that like it’s a bad thing.” His voice was husky as she began moving, rocking slowly.
“It kinda is,” she breathed, running her fingers down his muscled chest.
He was watching her, his eyes dark and hazy, and as usual she felt her body already starting to peak as she moved faster. She couldn’t help it. Watching him watch her was always her undoing because he looked at her like she was the only thing he ever wanted to see.