She played with his balls, rubbing, cupping, and felt the knots harden.
But before she could make him really lose his mind, he pulled her off him and had her straddling him.
He held his cock as he urged her to sit down. “That’s it. On top.” They both groaned when she seated herself fully. “Oh yeah. Ride me. Up and down while I play with your tits.”
He locked an arm behind her back, bringing her close so he could suck her nipples and kiss her breasts. He encouraged a rough ride, bouncing her on him so that he continued to hit deeper inside of her.
“I’m gonna come inside you, Maggie. All of me, filling you up,” he rasped as he snagged a hand between them to rub her clit.
The added stimulus made her mindless, and she rode him harder and faster, seeking release.
Reggie kept whispering dirtier, naughtier things, until he moaned her name and stilled. But she kept moving, and his fingers kept prodding her clit, while he swore.
Between one breath and the next, she exploded, clutching his neck, though she hadn’t been aware of hugging him to her. They kissed while she ground over him, and he moved again, giving her the push she needed as her inner walls gripped him tightly, never wanting to let go.
When the passion finally started to fade, she eased her hold and tried to move back, but Reggie kept kissing her, murmuring sweet flattery as he planted kisses all over her neck and face, finally ending with a kiss on her lips.
“Fuck me sideways, I can’t move. You broke me, Maggie. I’m done.” He was trying to catch his breath, his chest rising and falling in heaves.
Maggie too had to take a moment to process the pleasure. And when she did, she realized how much of a turn-on it was to be with him, bare. “I love you coming inside me,” she whispered. “It’s hot. So sexy.”
He laid his head back on the couch and looked up at her with melting brown eyes. “It really, really is.” He caressed her hips, winding his fingers over her skin. “Almost as hot as that pussy gripping me. I love how wet you get. You get me worked up, no doubt.”
He tenderly pulled her closer, and she was content to lay her head on his chest forever and never move again.
After some time, he said, “I should probably head back home.”
“Do you have to?” she asked, containing a sigh when moved off him, aware of the mess she needed to clean up.
“I… You want me to stay?”
She was probably pushing too fast, confusing lust with deeper affection.
“Okay,” Reggie said before she could respond. “I actually brought my stuff in the car, just in case. I always pack a go bag. So I’m prepared.”
She just nodded, not sure what that meant. Prepared for what? But she wanted him to stay. “We can sleep in my bed after I clean up.”
“Let me help with that.”
Reggie, true to his word, used a warm washcloth to clean his seed from her body. Hisbaby seeds. She had an almost hysterical desire to share with him the irony of her thoughts but knew that would not go over well. No man wanted to think about possible babies with a woman he’d slept with once. Er, three times. So she kept it to herself.
He treated her so tenderly, like she mattered. And despite knowing it was probably a mistake, she waited for him to grab his bag from his car. When he returned, she let him into her bed and hugged him while they slept. The first man since her ex-husband to spend the night.
When his alarm went off at six, she groggily got up and waited for him to shower and change. While he did, she threw on a robe and fixed a pot of coffee and some cinnamon rolls, the kind from a package that Emily loved.
He entered the kitchen half an hour later, where she blinked sleepily at him, still tired and sore in some places. And so incredibly happy.
“Whoa. I smell coffee.”
She held a cup for him. “I don’t know how you take it.” For all that she and Reggie had shared bodies, she still didn’t know a lot about him, she realized.
“A little bit of cream and sugar. I’ll get it.” He fixed his coffee and sighed his appreciation. “You’re so sweet. You didn’t have to make me anything.”
“I wanted to.” Her cheeks felt hot. Silly, considering all they’d done last night. “You need to fuel up.”
His left brow rose. “With carbs and sugar?”
“And caffeine.”
