When she made it back to the kitchen and my side, I grabbed her around her hips then hefted her up onto the counter.
“You can’t just come out and run three miles. You have to work up to it,” I said against her lips. “And I’ll definitely help you work up to it.”
Her hands threaded around my neck and she pulled herself up and me down until my lips were against hers.
“Why do I get the feeling that we’re not just talking about running anymore?” she whispered.
I skimmed her shirt up, allowing my fingers to drag deliciously against the skin on her side.
Then stopped when I encountered her bra.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I said. “I’m just helping you get ready for bed.”
Her laugh was full of joy as I yanked her off my counter and took her to the bed.
By the time we got there, and I was laying her down, she had her bra undone and her shirt up and over her head.
I pulled back just long enough to lose my own shirt, as well as my jeans and underwear, before coming back down to lie on top of her.
“We’ll call this our pre-workout,” I teased.
She shook her head in amusement as she skimmed her hands down the muscles in my arm.
“I’m fairly sure if I have to do any of the work, I’ll pop like a tick,” she informed me. “So, don’t expect me to get on top and start bouncing.”
I rolled my eyes at her, causing her to narrow hers.
“You—”
I cut her off with a roll of her body.
One second, she was on her back, about to lecture me, and the next she was on her belly and I was helping her up to her knees.
Things went quickly after that.
Once I got her sufficiently wet enough to take me, I sank slowly inside, but didn’t waste time getting her or me off.
Snaking my arm around her hips, I fingered her clit as I took her in slow, measured thrusts.
And despite having had nearly constant, regular sex for the last two weeks, sometimes three and four times a day depending on if we were both off, I was already ready to come.
She started pushing back against the saddle of my hips, asking for it harder without saying the words, and I obliged.
The moment I did, her body began to tighten.
“Please,” she whispered. “Oh!”
I thrust in sharply, feeling the bump of my pelvis against the plushness of her ass.
I watched in amusement as her ass jiggled as I took her, loving the way that my hand seemed to sink down into the meat when I held on tighter.
Her pussy clamped tight, and then it was pulsating, rubbing me deliciously as I began to thrust in harder.
I only stopped circling her clit with my finger when the pulsing subsided, knowing that she liked when I coaxed the orgasm out of her with my fingers.
Then I focused on my own release, not stopping until I felt it boiling in my balls.
When I knew my release was imminent, I pulled out, and came all over her back and ass, loving the way the heat of me painted her back.
“You’re such a caveman,” she laughed, breathless. “Go get a towel and clean me up so I don’t drip on the bed.”
I did as she asked, coming back with a towel and wiping her clean before she moved.
Moments later, she was in the bathroom cleaning herself up ‘more better’ according to her, and I was on my back in the bed, wondering if it was okay to go to bed this early.
I glanced at the clock and saw it was well past nine.
My eyes closed, and soon I found myself dozing off.
I woke up what felt like seconds later to a body curling up to mine, and a blanket tugging up past my feet.
I helped her pull it up, lifting slightly to remove it out from under my prone body, then turned so that I could pull her in tight to my body.
She curled into me even more, resting her head on my bicep, and then pressed a small kiss to my nose.
“’Night, Lock.”
“’Night, baby.”
The last thing I thought before sleep started to drag me under was that I really could love her.Chapter 10Before you marry someone, you should always play Monopoly with them. That way you know how they’ll react when you put a hotel on every single space and ultimately ruin their life. If they stay with you after you cheat like an asshole, then they’re keepers.
-Saylor to her parents
Lock
I knew she was nervous, which was why I pulled her hand into mine and tucked her body in close.
“It’s going to be okay,” I promised. “You’ll know people. Jonah and Piper will be here.”
She made a rude noise underneath her breath.