C H A P T E R T E N
Lincoln
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“Ihave another confession.” I pull her tighter into my chest. “I’ve never spooned before.”
Her body shakes with laughter, the vibrations of her giggles only serving to make my cock harden back to life as it rests comfortably against the world’s most incredible ass. Her head is cradled in the crook of one arm, while the other loops across her belly, my hand playing absently with her nipples. The scent of her hair and our sex clouds every thought with a welcome haze.
“For such a close to the vest kind of guy, you sure do like confessing things.”
“You’ve changed me. I’m a new man.”
“Ha.” She shifts her head to try to look back toward me. “I doubt that.”
You have no idea how true that is, my sweet Holli.
“You’ll have to trust me.” I slide my hand upward, loving the feel of her neck in my grip.
My thumb traces her jawbone, finding her pulse, then settles where I can feel it pick up pace as I apply even pressure.
“I let you take me to your home where no one would ever find me or even think to look if anything went wrong. Let you choke me until I wasn’t sure where my next breath would come from. Let you make love to me with no protection...”
I move my hips against her warm flesh, feeling my need grow. I can’t get enough of her.
She stops talking at the movement, then, on a shaky breath, finishes her thought. “I’d say I have at least a modicum of trust when it comes to you, Lincoln Kirk.”
I stroke her from her neck to her belly, enjoying and memorizing every inch until her breathing slows and steadies. I’ve lost all track of time, but I know it’s late. So late it’s turning into early again, and for the first time, I feel peaceful slumber begin to take me here in my own bedroom. In my own bed.
No.
That’s not right. It’s our bed now. Because without her, I’ll never sleep here again. That thought is the last in my mind as I drift off into easy dreams.
Iwake with a start, my heart pounding. Clutching at her to be sure she’s still here. I feel flesh, the soft glory of her, and she mumbles and shifts against me, still tucked tight into my body just where she was when we fell asleep. My heart is beating like a freight train, the fear that she would be gone still fresh in my mind.
How far I have fallen in such a short time.
I’m wide awake now, listening to her breathe. Wishing I could watch her dreams so I would know exactly what she wants. What she needs. And then I could give it to her for the rest of her life.
The throbbing in my dick is relentless. The need she creates in me is painful.
Without disturbing her, I reach down between us, shift my hips back and stroke my erection. No way is this one waiting. I know she’s sore by now, I’ve been inside her so many times in these past few hours, but I can’t resist. I’m insatiable.
I guide myself to her opening, then kiss her shoulder as I feel her slick heat wrap around me, drawing out drops of cum from the engorged head of my cock as I push into her.
Slowly, with short, even strokes, in and out, in and out, gaining depth into her recesses with each movement.
I swallow hard, her body taking me in so easily, willingly, as despite her sleep she pushes her ass back, taking me, wanting me even in her dreams.
“Fuck,” I whisper into her hair as I make love to her slowly, sweetly. Her inner walls clutch around me as I feel my release already building. “You’re so wet.” Her cunt lets loose her natural arousal, her cum dripping down the shaft of my cock and sending me into near delirium.
The thoughts of fucking her in her sleep started the moment she walked into my place last night. I used to believe hope was a mere distraction in life. Now I’m rethinking that and so many other things.
I drop my hand from her chest, sink two fingers down to rest just against her clit where her outer and begin to rub.
I caress her there and draw myself out, then glide in until I’m as deep as I’ve ever been. Making love to her this way sends shivers up and down my spine, the connection I feel unlike anything I could imagine.
More pressure on her clit starts her body shaking and twitching. Soft, sleepy moans bring out my own climax. I’m quiet, but inside I’m being torn in two from the force of my orgasm.. The need to hold back, to be silent, only adding to the fury of the animal inside of me that calls to rut into her like a boar.
Her cunt spasms around my hardness, milking every drop of cum from my balls as I hold steady deep inside her, her sweet body caressing me from the inside.
Then I leave myself inside her decadent heat as I am drawn into a sleep so peaceful and deep, I may never wake.
The last thought as I drift off, stealing the peace from my soul...five days. You have a lot of shit to figure out in five days.