Only One Night - The Fusion Universe

“It seems like something besides you is awake,” Elisabet teases as she rolls her hips, which earns her a growl. My fingers tighten on her hips, gripping her so hard I know I’m going to bruise her, but right now, all sense of calm has left, and I’m filled with need.

“I think you need to take my cock out,” I tell her.

She offers me a coy smile. “And then what would you like me to do?” Her question is a gasped whisper as my thumb finds the hardened nub between her legs.

“I’d like to see those pretty eyes looking up at me while you suck me off,” I tell her, still taunting her pussy with slow circles.

“Oh, fuck,” she whimpers when I press down, causing her body to tremble against mine, and I know I’m not going to last long. I don’t relent, my thumb sending her toward the edge. Her eyelids flutter, and her lips part into an O as she moans when I use my other hand and push two fingers into her. The movement slow, steady, and taunting. I love watching her come apart. It’s the most beautiful sight.

Elisabet is lost in pleasure when I insert a third finger before I pinch her clit and crook my fingers to find the spot that sends her soaring into the abyss. Her cries of my name over and over again turn my shaft into steel.

My seeping tip makes a wet spot on the material of my boxers, and it’s worth every drop. I slow my movements until I’m no longer fingering her. When her eyes flick open, and they lock on mine, I see happiness shining in those beautiful green orbs.

“Well, that was a good morning.” She smiles down at me. Elisabet takes my fingers and presses them to her tongue as she tastes herself from all three digits. Then she leans in to kiss me, and our tongues tangle. Her flavor is like a drug, and I’ll happily take a hit every hour of every day for the rest of my life.

Elisabet is the one who breaks the kiss before shuffling down my body. She reaches for my boxers, tugging them down until my cock flops onto my stomach. With those delicate hands that normally create delicious desserts, she grips me and teases me with the tip of her tongue. She swirls my cock like it was a fucking ice cream cone.

The sight of her on her knees, her ass in the air with her mouth engulfing my dick is more than enough to send me shooting over the precipice, but I shut my eyes and try to focus on not coming too soon.

Elisabet takes me into her mouth, the warmth of her taking over every inch. Her wide eyes lock on mine as I feel the blunt head hitting the back of her throat. My whole body locks, my hands fisting the sheets as I look down at the woman I love sucking me so deep into her mouth her nose is hitting my abs.

Her hands grip my thighs, holding me steady as she swallows me deeply. Her soft hum sends my body into overdrive, and I can’t help but raise my hips before grunting out my release.

Elisabet rises, sitting back as she regards me with a naughty grin. Her lips are plump, shimmering with saliva, and my release. She looks so beautiful; I stare at her for a long while before I decide it’s time to tell her about the surprise I have planned.

Scooting up, I crook my finger, and she immediately crawls to me. Her body fits beside mine like it was always meant to be there. And I know that even though our journey has been rocky, I’m making the right decision.

“I bought something for you this morning,” I tell her, pressing my lips to the top of her head.

“Oh?” Elisabet tips her head sideways, looking up at me from where she’s nestled in the crook of my arm.

“Well, it’s actually for both of us.”

“Did you buy sex toys, Rome?” she teases, twisting in my arms until she’s facing me. Her smile is infectious, and I can’t help but grin too.

“No. But now that you’ve brought it up, I’m not against teasing you with a few Bluetooth-controlled vibrators.” The thought of that has my cock stirring. I would love to drive her insane with need while we’re at dinner.

“Ha, ha. What did you get?”

“Well, I know you’ve said you missed home, and I’d love to see where you come from, so I booked two tickets to Italy for next week. Friday.”

“What?” This bit of news has Elisabet on her knees beside me. Her shock painted on her face. But there’s a glint of excitement in her eyes, which makes this all so much better.

“Yeah,” I say before turning to grab my coffee.