Hawk (Sex and Bullets 2)

Groaning, I roll over until I can get under the covers. “Happy now, Mom?”

“Fuck you. The things I do for you, douchebag.” He shakes his head at me and glances at the bathroom door. “Gonna leave you to catch some Zs now. You and your girl rest, and don’t worry about a thing, okay?”

Okay, I think, already asleep.

***

I wake up a couple of times to find a warm, soft body curled against my side. Warm and silky and naked, a cloud of pale hair tickling my nose, smelling of vanilla soap.

Layla.

It makes me smile, and I find myself rearranging her body to fit better against me. Until her back is pressed to my chest and her ass to my excited dick.

She shifts in her sleep, and I slip my hand over her hip, up her belly to cup one heavy breast.

Mine, I think, rubbing my hard-on against the softness of her ass, the barbells in the head dragging on her skin, making me shiver. All mine.

This must be what heaven feels like. Waking up in a soft bed with the prettiest girl in the world naked in your arms.

Never woke up with a girl before in my bed. Never went to sleep with one, either. We never did this shit together, only fucking for a few hours and going our separate ways. Too bad I can’t remember her crawling under the covers.

Next time. Next time I’ll be awake to witness it and take her before we fall asleep.

My girl.

I find her nipple and circle it with my fingertip, wondering if she’s murmuring something, or moaning softly. I resist the urge to turn her around, to see her face, to hear it.

I can read her body just fine. Like how her breath hitches under my hand, her breast rising and falling suddenly, when I pinch her nipple between my fingers, a light pinch, followed by a soothing caress.

Like how her ass rubs against my cock as she unconsciously seeks me out.

I’m here, babe. All here.

Bracing myself on my elbow to see what I’m doing in the faint light seeping through white shutters, I roll her nipple, squeeze her tit.

Wait to see what she’ll do.

She puts her hand over mine and presses back into me, until my cock slides up the crease of her ass, the barbells sending jolts of pleasure into my balls.

She turns her head toward me. “Fuck me?” she mouths, and I groan.

“You’re a goddamn mind reader.” I rock against her ass. “The most beautiful mind-reader I’ve ever met.”

“Met many, have you?”

“Okay, so you’re the first. Still the most beautiful, though.”

“Good.” I squeeze her tit again, and she moans. “I want you deep inside me.”

“As deep as possible.”

“Like this. On our sides.”

“Fuck, yeah.”

My ribs hurt, but my dick hurts worse with the need to come, so hard I can’t fucking stand it. I release her breast to guide myself into her pussy, and hell, she’s so wet already I can hardly believe it.

I sink into her, planning to go slowly, but it feels too good for pacing. I thrust all the way inside her in one go, and we both shudder and moan.