“Uh-huh,” she chokes out, her fingertips gripping the back of my neck. I hope they leave a mark. “Need… more…”
“Then get my fingers nice and wet.” I push two into her mouth, and her hungry tongue soaks them, a string of saliva hanging between us when I reach down to finally give her what she needs.
She’s already so slick, her clit so swollen with need, it takes barely any time at all to set her off. Wet circles, with just the pressure she likes. Her thighs snap together around my hand, but I keep stroking. My mouth sucks at the inside of her arm and when she explodes around me, that’s all it takes to set me off, my cock pouring into her, hot and deep. “Oh fuck, Cam. Yes… fuck!”
I hold her steady as we ride it out together, kissing her neck softly, guiding her arms back down to her sides. “Good girl, my good girl.”
Hannah’s chest heaves as she catches her breath. When the aftershocks of her orgasm fade away, she drops her feet to the floor and I stand, carrying her with me into the bathroom. I turn on the water, pin her hair up with a claw clip, and help her into the shower. Careful not to put any pressure on her tender skin as I wash her body, I take my time exploring, soothing, worshipping. Afterwards, I dry her with a fluffy towel, guide her through to our bedroom, and help her slip underneath the covers.
“Mmm, that feels so nice.” Knowing she’ll be naked when I get into bed with her later is even nicer.
“I’m going to stay up and work for a bit, but I’ll be back soon, OK?”
“Before you go,” she says softly, reaching out to knit her fingers between mine. My other hand strokes through her hair, massaging her scalp, easing the tension I know she carries there. “Can I tell you something?”
“Mhmm?”
“I love you,” she smiles, eyes floating closed as she nuzzles into her pillow.
“Can I tell you something?” I press a kiss to her cheek, resting my forehead against her temple as she drifts off. “I love you more.”
