He shifted, and I rested one hand over his and turned my head so my lips brushed his. "Kofi?"
His voice rumbled in his throat. "Mmm?"
I didn't answer, but twisted until I lay on my side and forced his mouth open with my lips. I felt him smiling against my mouth and pulled my head back. "What?"
"You're a greedy woman."
"I've been on a fast and you broke it, so that's your fault."
"I'm happy to oblige," he said, turning us so he lay over me.
Already, he was pressed to the inside of my thigh and I was eager for a repeat of what he'd given me earlier in the night. I'd been sexless for some time, so Kofi was a wonderful reintroduction to a world I hadn't missed.
My body wasn't used to being invaded in such a delicious way and as gentle as he'd been, I was already a little sore. Still, I had no intention of denying myself more of him.
I opened my mouth to Kofi as his hand glided over my waist and hip. Sweat beaded everywhere he touched. This time, I didn't need any foreplay. I was ready for him where it mattered.
Kofi nudged my thighs apart but when I winced, he peered at me in the semi-darkness.
I urged him closer. "It's okay."
He made another sound in his throat and repositioned me so that I lay face down with my hips resting on a pillow. His warmth surrounded me and he whispered against my neck. "Better?"
I nodded and shut my eyes tight, relishing the feel of him as he slowly filled me again.
A few minutes in, I was grabbing the sheets and mumbling Kofi's name. His body was a protective shield over mine that I reveled in as my climax approached. When I was almost at the crest of my orgasm, I begged him to stop.
The skin on his arms was shiny with sweat and his voice hoarse when he spoke. "Gina?"
I raised my hips and bumped him with my bottom until he understood what I wanted.
Chuckling, he eased away, leaving me bereft for a couple of seconds while he positioned himself on top of me.
I wanted to see his face as we reached our peak.
Several moments later, I was in that zone again and when it came, my climax radiated in waves that had me clinging to Kofi as if I planned to never let go of him. Although my muscles were sore and cried for relief, I held him close until my arms and legs trembled uncontrollably.
Kofi's breathing was ragged as his movements grew urgent. When he came, his hoarse moan hummed in his throat. The stubble from his jaw rasped against my forehead, but I didn't care. I would have stayed joined to him forever.
Sex with him was that good.
***
WHEN I WOKE AGAIN,it was past nine o' clock.
Kofi's arm rested heavily across my waist, but I didn't mind. It felt right. We'd made no commitment to each other, but I wasn't worried. Something told me I didn't need to be and right now, I didn't need any promises. Whatever the future held would be enough for me.
I ran my fingers across the springy hair on the back of his hand, then raised my head to kiss his chin. Carefully, I slid out of the bed and went to the shower where each sore muscle and tender spot reminded me of last night's gluttony.
By the time I finished showering, Kofi was awake. Wearing a tank top and undies, I climbed into the bed and straddled him. "Are you getting up any time today?"
As he laughed and stretched, his muscles rippled. If I had to describe him in one word, I'd say extraordinary. Not only was he great to look at, his personality made me happy to be around him.
"By the way you're looking at me," he said, "I seriously doubt a certain someone will let me out of this bed."
"I'm starving, so that's the only reason I'm allowing you to escape."
He pulled me to his chest and hugged me, kissing the top of my head. "Yeah, I gotta eat before you ravish me again. Somebody's been saving up."
