“Oh,” I say when the warmth from the washcloth meets my sensitive core.
“Feel better?”
“Yes,” I yawn out my reply, not realizing just how tired I am.
“Good, let me take care of this, then we’ll slide into bed, rest for a few hours.” My eyes are already drooping with sleep by the time I feel Warren return. I shuffle around a bit until I’m under the comforter and somehow move towards the middle of the bed, and he climbs in behind me.
“Warren, thank you for tonight,” I whisper to him, feeling his arm going beneath my neck, his body wrapping around me, wedging a thigh between my legs, settling against my core.
“Sweetness, no need for you to thank me. If anything, I should be thanking you.” He kisses the side of my neck, puffing a breath of air over my skin, and once again sending a delicious shiver up my body.
“Good night,” I respond. Somehow, anything Warren does to my body sends me into overdrive.
“I felt that.” He must be talking about how my body arches into his cock when he says, “I’ll be taking advantage of it once you get some rest. Sleep, Halo,” Warren all but demands. I do as he says, partly because I’m exhausted, partly because, well, it’s sexy as hell when he’s all demanding and firm.
CHAPTER 12
Warren
I woke her up during the night with my head buried between her legs, lapping up her sweetness. Once she came down from her orgasm, all bets were off. I made sure she wasn’t too sore when we moved around the bed, landing her on her hands and knees, me behind her ready to mount her like a male in heat. And let’s face it, that’s exactly what she does to me, with her breathy little moans, the way her body moves in the most minute ways. It has me ready to rut.
That last time I took her, I watched her ass jiggle and shake from every forceful movement of me fucking my cock inside of her. Shit, it was hotter than hell, and this woman, she loves my mouth, especially when I told her I’d be taking her ass before the weekend was up. That’s what really had her falling apart and squeezing the life out of my cock, causing me to come before I was ready to.
Halo still has it in her head that she needs to return the favor of me eating her cunt. Little does she know that tasting her is enough to make me rock fucking hard and not feel the need of it. But if my woman wants my cock in her greedy little mouth, that’s exactly what she’ll get before I take her ass today.
“Shit,” she mumbles into the room. I felt her get out of bed a few minutes ago, murmuring she was using the restroom and would be back right after.
“You okay?” My eyes are adjusting to light filtering through my apartment.
“Yeah, just tripping over our hazardous clothes and shoes all over the floor.” She’s naked on full display, bending over, giving me a delicious view of her ass I just had the pleasure of watching move not long ago. The sneak peak of her pussy only makes my cock hard once again.
“Leave those alone and come back to bed,” I grumble as she picks our clothes up, placing them on the chair in the corner.
“As much as I’d love to crawl back into bed, I’m starving.”
“Well, I’ll make us some breakfast, but I think you owe me a kiss first,” I concede.
“No way. If I get even an inch near you, we’ll both end up back in bed, and we’ll die of starvation,” she teases. My wallet tumbles out of my pants, a few things falling out of it.
“You can just throw that all on the dresser.” I fling the sheets off me, trying to figure out a way to get her to give me a kiss. “Thanks.” She does I suggest as I get myself out of bed and walk towards her, knowing I can nab her while she’s standing in front of the dresser.
“No problem.”
“Gotcha.” I snake my arms around her waist. We’re both naked in front of the dresser mirror, her pale skin against my olive-toned one. My lips move to her neck, the most erogenous part of her body. It’s also the place I most enjoy when I’m trying to get what I want.
“Warren.” My lips skate to her mouth, taking her lips with mine, getting the good morning kiss I was after all along.
“Fuck, you’re addicting, Halo,” I mumble between sips of her lips.
“I could say the same thing.” Her stomach grumbles at that exact time, telling me I really do need to feed both of us if we’ll have any energy for later today. I step to the side and opening a drawer, finding a pair of gray sweatpants for me and a shirt for her to wear while I cook us some breakfast.