“You were late home,” she whispers, her hand twisting into the hair at the nape of my neck.
With no idea what to say to her, I lean down, pulling her bottom lip between mine and seeking out her tongue. My hand moves between us, sliding into her pyjama shorts.
“Angel,” I moan, finding her wet and ready.
Sitting back on my heels, I hook my fingers into her shorts and pull them down her legs until they’re completely off, and like the devil that she is, her legs instantly drop to the bed, baring herself to me.
“Yours,” she promises.
I shake my head, feeling like a fraud. Leaning in, I give her exactly what she wants because it’s all I have to give right now.
I dip my finger into her heat, brushing over the spot inside that I know drives her wild. “Mase,” she whimpers.
My body moves up over hers, nipping and sucking at her stomach, then to her breasts—both getting the same amount of love and attention. Kiss, suck, bite, kiss, suck, bite.
She convulses on every bite, squeezing my finger as her core throbs. “You like that, baby?”
She rolls her hips but shakes her head.
I pull my fingers out of her, taking her face in my hand. “No? I need words, Nina.”
I have a firm grip on either side of her mouth, but not enough to hurt her. I wait for her to tell me what she wants, but she doesn’t.
With my fingers still wet from her pleasure, her tongue peeks out, gliding along the length of my pointer, tasting herself.
She holds my eyes, and I know she is on a different level right now. Daring me to join her.
“Make me yours,” she mutters, her eyes hooded.
I frown, not understanding. A twisted smile takes over her face, and she flips, giving me her ass.
“Nina,” I groan, resting my hand on her lower back. She is fucking perfect. I run my hand down over her until I’m cupping her.
“I need you.”
Goddammit. How do I deny her when she is all I need, yet nothing I deserve?
I bring my middle finger to my mouth and wet it before dropping it to her ass, teasing her entrance with slow circles.
My cock strains between us.
She pushes back, trying to increase the pressure, and it sends me wild. “Nina,” I hiss, needing inside.
I push the tip of my finger in, and she groans.
Fuck.
I lick my lips, looking up at the ceiling as a layer of sweat coats me.
I don’t feel in control, my need for her too much.
Slowly I sink my finger the rest of the way, right down to the knuckle. She pulls away from me on a sharp intake of breath. “Oh, god!”
I give myself two long pumps; my eyes fixated on the way she tightens around me. I slowly slide my finger out of her, letting my cock fall heavy into the line of her ass.
“You want me here, Pix?” I ask her.
“Yes,” she pants.
