Finally, I was face to face with the most beautiful pussy I’d ever seen.
She wasn’t waxed bare, she had a tiny little cloud of dark blond curls, just at the top. I kissed it hello. Tasted the salt and tang of her and made some unconscious animal noise in my throat. She arched up to me and I licked her. Bottom to top.
“Yes. That,” she said. “Please, Ethan.”
It was the please that did it. I lifted her thighs, tucked my arms under them and settled in to do a man’s job. She was pink and ripe and so close it was hard holding her off. I felt the tremble in her legs, the way her muscles coiled every time I sucked her clit. I brought her right to the edge and backed off. Easing down to pay attention to the entrance of her body.
“You fucker,” she groaned. “Come on. I’ve waited a year for this—”
I looked up at her, batting the blankets out of the way so I could look at her.
“Waited? For me? Or for…” I licked her again. Not wanting to get my hopes up, but they were up. They were up and they were hard and fucking ready to get inside this girl.
“Why are you speaking in code?” she asked.
“Have you been celibate this whole year?”
“Yeah. Asshole. Because I was married.” She attempted to curl her legs and sit up, as if she could move me from this spot that I was going to call home for as long as humanly possible. “What have you been doing this year?”
“Waiting for you.”
“Ethan. Knock it off. I’m serious.”
“You think I’m not? I didn’t know we were married, Lexie, but every woman I might have dated wasn’t you so I wasn’t interested.”
She blinked those big eyes at me. “So it’s been a year? For both of us?”
I nodded.
“Then you are really taking too fucking long.” She tried to pull me up by my shoulders and when that didn’t work, she put her fists in my hair. But, like I said, this beautiful spot between her legs. It was my home now. And I wasn’t leaving until I was ready.
I worked her back up until she was groaning and gripping the sides of my head, holding me still as she worked herself against me.
“Fuck, yes,” she said, her soft cries giving way to something fiercer. “Right there. Right. There.”
When she came, her thighs contracted against me and her hands held me tight and I couldn’t breathe, but it didn’t matter. I mean, my brother would laugh at my funeral, but this wasn’t a bad way to go.
She let go of my head and her legs relaxed, and I kissed that pretty cloud of hair. Her flat belly. Her belly button and the curve of her breast. Each nipple.
“Thank you,” she whispered and I kissed her lips. “Now stop dicking around.”
She pushed me onto my back and straddled me. I hissed at the hot wet pressure of her pussy against my dick. Even through my underwear. Jesus, how did I still have underwear on? Together we pushed it down my legs where it got tangled at my knees.
Good enough. Whatever. All my patience was gone. She was a goddess over me. Hair tumbling down her back. Christmas lights reflected on all of her skin.
“You probably don’t remember the condom talk we had.”
None of those words made sense. All I wanted was inside of her.
“I’m on the pill,” she said. “And I’d had a whole medical done just before getting the job a year ago and there hasn’t been anyone since.”
“I’m clean,” I growled. “Just come on, Lexie.”
“Oh look at you,” she said, her eyes wide. “Not so patient now, are you?” She wrapped her hand around my cock, her fingers strong and soft. She held me just right. Squeezed me just right. “Maybe I feel like playing—”
She began to ease down my body and it had been a year, and if I didn’t get inside of her right now I would explode in her hand. All over this bed. I rolled us, spread her legs out wide with my knees, and thrust high and hard inside of her.
Her mouth opened wide. A silent scream. Her eyes rolled back.
She was a wet, hot furnace around me. I pushed the blanket off my body, because we were sweating now and the heat between us could keep the whole damn city warm.
I was so close. Too close to be fancy or heroic. I pressed my thumb down on her clit, the motion of us fucking giving her enough friction to get off again. Her body doing that familiar dance as she got close and I waited. I waited as long as I could. Thinking of dead presidents and baseball. When I felt her start to come, I let go. I let everything go. I fucked her so hard, the headboard banged against the wall. I braced my hand against the wall and nearly fucked her off the bed.