Sexy as Sin

She’s silent and perfectly still on her side of the bed. Waiting, and more than likely overthinking things.

As casually as I can, I roll onto my side and tell her, “I want to hold you.”

It’s dark and the shadows play on her gorgeous face but I can perfectly see her defenseless gaze. Carefully, I lay my arm on hers and my brow cocks as I add, “Please?”

A moment passes and then another before she rolls over to the other side, scooting closer to me so I can wrap an arm around her.

There’s space between us but as the minutes pass, both of us lying there, our warm bodies slowly shift closer together until she settles her ass against my crotch.

I take my time as I slip my thumb down the crook of her neck. Every action is measured. Even when I nuzzle right there and kiss below the shell of her ear.

Her hushed gasp is fucking everything I need to continue. My thumb finds the swell of her breast and she presses her chest into my touch.

It may have been years but I remember that soft gasp where a touch of surprise lingers. The way her eyes nearly close, heavy with lust is a detail that hardens me even more, although I didn’t think it was possible.

As I press my splayed hand against her lower belly and then lower, her back arches, bringing her ass to press against me. Only the thin fabric we both wear under the covers separates us now.

A deep groan leaves me, one of primal need that I can’t control.

The bed groans as she peeks over her shoulder, looking up at me with a concoction of emotion swirling in her gorgeous hazel eyes. She swallows audibly, not breaking the gaze to tell me, “I used to dream of that sound.” The moment she’s spoken, it’s almost like she wishes she hasn’t. As if she’d reach up and grab them, hide them and never admit that again if she could.

There’s a wretched pain that burrows into my chest as she attempts to look away, but I crash my lips against hers, taking the kiss I snuck in here to claim.

Maybe I shouldn’t be here. Maybe we shouldn’t be doing this. But as she turns in my arms, her hands gripping my shoulders, her legs wrapping around my hips as she clings to me, greedy for more, I don’t give a fuck.

She has always been mine. Even though she broke my heart. Even after years of being apart.

She’s mine. She’ll always be mine.

With my lips at the shell of her ear, I whisper, “Get undressed for me.” I’m already aching hard for her, but her eagerness is everything I need.

I swear if she gripped me, if she wrapped her fingers around me in this moment, I’d come undone in an instant.

It’s been so damn long and I need her. Fuck, how I need her.

When she’s fully undressed, but still hiding from me under the covers, I pull them down and turn her over how I want her.

“I’m going to move the pillow here,” I tell her before settling it under her hips so her ass is higher, so her pussy is right there for the taking.

I groan in approval as my hand cups her ass and then finds that sweet entrance between her legs.

“Already wet for me,” I murmur and then lean forward, grabbing the back of her neck. “If I didn’t come in here to take care of you, were you going to do it yourself?”

As her lips part to answer, I rub circles around her clit and my little hellcat jumps beneath me, writhing from the touch.

Giving her ass a quick smack that makes her jump again, I scold her, “Answer me like the good girl I know you are for me.”

“No, I wouldn’t have,” she groans and when my hand returns to her swollen nub, she moans the sweetest sounds into the pillow.

I only pull away to remove my boxers, taking my time so I’m sure she’s aware.

As I get into position, I place my hand on her shoulder, keeping her where I want her.

I whisper, just to be certain, “You want me?”

Her whispered answer is immediate. “Yes.”

With my head at her slit, I command her, “Tell me how much.”

Turning her upper body as much as she can, her eyes find mine and pierce through me as she whispers, “Please. I need you.”

Her chin tilts for a kiss, longing evident in her eyes and the moment my lips meet hers in a gentle kiss, it turns bruising and I thrust into her all the way to the hilt in a single stroke.

Her cries of strangled pleasure fuel me to fuck her faster and harder. To take her and ruin her. I wanted to take it slow and love her for our first time together since all this shit happened.