She’s completely nude, her hair falling out of that messy bun, as she pushes to the center of my king-sized bed. I’m right behind her.
I can’t stop touching her. My hands shape the sides of her breasts, as my mouth closes around hers. She’s on her back, and I devour her body, kissing every square inch of skin in my path. It’s crazy. We haven’t missed any opportunity to be together—thanks in large part to me—yet this time feels different. New.
Kissing my way down her body, I spend some time on her belly, her ribs, the curve of her breast against her skin. She sighs and arches her back to meet my mouth. Her fingers thread in the sides of my hair. I suck and pull, but unlike before, I’m not desperately marking her creamy skin. I’m leisurely and sure. I’m exploring this body that is mine. Getting to know it, finding the places that make her squeal or giggle or groan with pleasure. I know a few of them already, but I want to know them all.
Now I’m on my elbows, my arms hugged around her waist. My face hovers at the base of her ribs, and I look up as she looks down. The flood of emotion that flows from her eyes into mine causes me to rise up and claim her mouth again, reaching for the back of her head as I do so.
Rolling onto my back, our mouths never part. She’s in my arms. Her legs spread, and she slides down my body. My erection is right at her ass, and it aches to sink deep into her core. Only I haven’t spent the time—she’s not ready...
Hello, it seems she is.
Slim fingers circle my cock, giving it a few pulls. My head drops back as I moan. “God, yes.” She positions me right at her entrance, and with a forceful push, I’m inside her.
“Amy.” My words are lost in her mouth covering mine, and now she’s the one devouring, vibrating my lips with her low moans. Her hips rock faster, scrubbing her clit against my pelvis, and my eyes roll back. The clenching and pulling begins, massaging and milking me. I won’t last long at this rate.
Reaching down, I grip both her ass cheeks. A firm squeeze and she lets out a strangled Yes! She’s riding faster, and I’m grinding her hips against mine, trying to make her come before I lose it.
“Come on, baby,” I groan, feeling my orgasm tightening in m
y pelvis. It’s too good, too intense. A bead of sweat trickles down my temple into my hairline, and I’m at the edge. My hand fumbles around, and my thumb circles her clit now.
“Come, Amy.”
She doesn’t stop moving, and I keep massaging. My ass tightens, and I let out a loud moan as my world splits in two. Her hips rock even faster as she fucks the best orgasm out of me since the boat. Deep inside her, my cock jerks and fills her.
One hand grasps her ass as an anchor to this world, but I manage to keep her clit going. She arches her back and lets out a wail.
“Oh, Marcus!” Then she curves forward. Her hand joins mine until she’s trembling, grasping my ribs as her hips slow and her lower half quakes. “Oh, god. Oh, god.”
She’s chanting and quivering as I hold one long thrust, coming down from the outer reaches of space to find this gorgeous creature getting off on my cock.
“Amy.” My voice is ragged. I slide my hands along her ass, up to her waist, up her back, and she collapses against me, holding my neck, her cheek against my throat.
I’m still inside her as I roll her onto her back. Hovering above, I slide my fingers along the line of her hair, moving the sweaty blonde strands away from her closed eyes. Leaning forward, I kiss the line of her eyebrows, tasting the light salt of her sweat.
“Beautiful. You’re so amazing.” I can’t help it. Everything has changed since I recognized the truth.
Her eyes blink open, but they’re sleepy. A lazy smile curls the side of her mouth. “We’re so good at that.”
With a laugh, I kiss her sweet lips briefly, pulling them into mine. “Sleep now.”
And with that, we both give in to exhaustion.
Chapter 19: Letting Go
Marcus
The sun disturbs my slumber, pushing through the east-facing window of my bedroom. Usually, I close the blinds, but I didn’t want to get up last night. I didn’t move the whole night, which is unusual for me.
Amy is curled at my side sleeping soundly. Happiness ripples like warm liquid in my chest at the sight of her creamy skin in the morning light, her blonde hair spread out around my pillow. I wrap around her, wanting nothing more than to keep her here. I want her with me forever.
My phone buzzes. It’s still a workday, and I completely blew off yesterday, not even checking in, because she needed me. I’d do it again in a heartbeat, but I’ve got to call Evan at least.
Kissing her shoulder, I extricate myself from her arms without waking her. I don’t bother to dress as I pick up the phone and read the text.
Need to get your feedback on McGruder.
It’s the insider trading deal I gave him. He’d handed me a file with his brief in it on my way out of the office yesterday, and now it sits in my kitchen untouched. Glancing back, Amy’s still asleep. I step into my dark jeans discarded on the floor and go to retrieve it.