I rock through my orgasm. Once I’ve spilled every drop, I collapse next to Leighton and wrap my arms around her.
She looks up at me with a hazy smile.
I pull her closer.
And I hold her like I’m never going to let her go.
Chapter 29
Leighton
Light bounces off the hardwood floors. It’s soft. White. Morning light. It’s way too early to be awake light.
But there isn’t a single part of me that wants to stay asleep.
The apartment is warm. The air smells like coffee. And Ryan is sitting at my dining table wearing nothing but a smile.
Soft light falls over his hard body. My fingers itch to trace the lines of his muscles. His ink. His smile. The soft tuft of hair just beneath his belly button—
“My eyes are up here.” He stands.
With me lying down, his cock is right at eye level.
I…
Uh…
“You’re objectifying me.” He reaches for something on the table. Brings it to his lips. Really, above the waist it’s all a blur.
“Was that ever a question?” I prop myself on my elbow. Force myself to stare into his piercing blue eyes.
They’re wide with enthusiasm, joy, satisfaction.
He’s still smiling.
There isn’t a single hint of frustration in his expression.
Ryan’s happiness is the best thing I’ve ever seen.
Okay, it’s second to watching him come. But that’s not a fair competition.
“I’m more than a beautiful face.” He offers me his mug of coffee.
The sheets fall to my chest as I push myself up. “Your body is also amazing.”
My fingers brush his as I take the cup. It’s good coffee. Dark. Strong. Just enough half-and-half and Sugar in the Raw to make it sweet and creamy.
“Mmm. Amazing.” I try to hand it back.
He shakes his head keep it.
“Thanks.” I revel in my second sip.
“You don’t have any food.”
“I never have food.”
“I’m gonna change that.”