“God, I just want to explore every bit of you,” I growl.
I slide my hand around her back and lift her against me, ripping off her shirt. Then I lay her back down beneath me and stare into those vibrant, green eyes. My heart pounds in my chest as her hair spills in all directions, like a chocolate waterfall. I touch her face, reveling in her beauty. Everything about her is perfect.
I slide off my shirt and then stand up, taking off my pants. I toss a rubber on the bed from my wallet and climb back over her. She watches me behind her long, dark lashes, her smile growing as I touch her glorious body. I chuckle, because her smile isn’t the only thing that’s growing.
“Come here,” I urge her, hooking my hands around her thighs.
I pull her to the edge of the bed and kneel, kissing along her thighs. She watches my every move, her eyes wide with anticipation as I plunge my tongue inside her. She gasps, hooking her legs around my neck, her hands clutching at my hair. I’m relentless in pushing her as close to the edge as I can, and then slowing right down, savoring the taste of her sweet pussy. She gasps, her back aching as she fights the urge to bury my face in her wetness. I grunt, enjoying the knowledge that she’s so turned on by me.
“Oh fuck,” she whispers.
I reach up and massage her breasts, while my tongue circles her clit. I flick back and forth, her hips rocking to my rhythm as I thrust my tongue deeper. She whimpers, her body tensing. I speed up, sensing she’s close.
I’m right, because seconds later, she starts to come all over my face. I lap it up, working my tongue faster as her body convulses. She groans, her body jerking forward as my tongue invades her pussy.
“Oh, God, yes,” she cries out.
Her thighs clench. She gasps, then lets out an almighty scream, before collapsing onto the bed. I chuckle as she sighs, her eyes closed, like she’s exhausted, because I’m not done yet.
I make my way up her body, pressing my lips onto hers. I kiss her roughly, my hands touching her everywhere. My cock throbs, begging to be slid inside her. I rip open the condom and roll it on, then I ease myself inside her, biting down on her lip as I thrust.
“Oh,” she gasps, taking all of me inside her. She curls her legs around me, working her hips in rhythm with mine. I flip her over so she’s on top.
“That’s better,” I mutter, watching her bounce on my dick. There’s something so sexy about a woman on top. Maybe it’s the way her breasts bounce, or that I get to watch her as she rides me. Whatever it is, it’s sexy as fuck.
She places her hands on the wall behind me, grinding herself into me as she rides my dick. I buck my hips, my hands firmly on her ass as I watch my cock disappear inside her. I tense, a gurgled moan escaping from my mouth the pressure builds up inside me. I groan, my hips jerking forward as I unload inside her. She leans over and kisses me, her mouth demanding all of my attention. My whole body aches as she slides along my shaft, until I roll her off me.
She smiles, snuggling into my arms. I sweep aside her sticky hair from the back of her neck so I can kiss her. She sighs, then turns her head just far enough for me to plant a kiss on her lips.
“I’m a hot, sweaty mess, and I don’t even care,” she giggles. “That was…”
“A really wonderful and fully appreciated apology for lying to you?” I supply.
She rolls over, looking me in the eye. The humor is gone, but there’s no anger there now. Just hope and a whole lot of vulnerability.
“How about we call it a fresh start?”
I nod. “I like that.” I murmur, kissing her tenderly on the lips. “Although…do you always put out so easily?”
“Asshole,” she says, laughing.
Then she whacks me across the chest and settles back down in my arms.Grunting, I roll over, squinting as the sunlight hits me in the eyes.
Fuck that’s bright.
I sit bolt upright, wide awake, because sunlight means that it’s day time. The last thing I remember was lying in the dark with her in my arms. Which means we must’ve fallen asleep and now it’s morning. I look around for a clock, but there isn’t one.
Getting up, I throw on my pants and head downstairs, sure I left my phone down there somewhere. I find it on the kitchen counter, which in hindsight, was a pretty stupid place to leave it. I pick it up, but of course it’s flat. I shake my head in disbelief.