The credits of the movie on his big screen rolled,signaling the end to a perfect day.
“You wanna watch something else or are you ready to go to sleep?” Michael stretched as he waited for Vanessa to reply.
When she didn’t answer, Michael turned to find her tucked into the corner hugging one of his sofa pillows under her head, fast asleep.
He shut off the TV, then thought about what his next move was. He could grab a throw blanket from the secret compartment inside the nearby ottoman. Or, and this was a big or, he could carry her upstairs so she wouldn’t wake up achy from sleeping on the couch. It was fine for sitting and watching a couple of movies on, even for a brief catnap. Getting a full night’s sleep on that thing was terrible on your back, though.
He leaned down, brushing a lock of hair from her face, enamored by the intoxicating peace he saw there.
“Aleumdaun.” He whispered the Korean endearment as he continued to stare at her. Relishing the unobstructed view of her beauty before scooping her up in his arms, he made sure he had a secure grip on her, then took a step. Vanessa stirred in her sleep, snugglingcloser to him than their position already allowed. The feel of her pressed against him did little for the hard-on he’d been fighting all night.
He made it up the stairs and into her bedroom without her moving, grateful for that small favor, because if she pressed herself against him like that again, all bets were off.
He was about to place her on the bed when she stirred and tightened her arms around his neck, moaning his name in a soft, sexy way that almost broke his resolve.
“Vanessa.” His voice was stern and the sound of her name across his lips hovered somewhere between anger and need. “Vanessa, I need to put you down.”
He felt her tense in his arms, waking and lifting her head to look up at him. There was confusion at first. Then, shortly, something raw and fierce flashed across her gaze.
“If you keep moving against me like that, this might turn into something altogether different than me tucking you safely in bed.”
She stared at him, her gaze intense and certain.
“And what if I want it to turn into the something more than you’re referring to?”
He glanced down at her, noticing her protruding nipples through the thin satin material of her top. He forced his eyes back to her face, needing to make sure her mind wanted what her body was preparing for.
“All you have to do is speak the word.” They both remained quiet, visibly considering his words, his body hot and every nerve he possessed sparking with this unexplained chemistry the two of them shared. “Do you want to have sex with me, Vanessa?”
She nodded, and he shook his head, closing his eyes. “I need your words. Do you want me to strip you of this material I’ve been dying to peel off you and take my time paying homage to every inch of your body with mine?”
“Yes… I do.”
He couldn’t remember what happened next. One minute he was standing at the side of the queen-size bed cradling her in his arms, the next she was underneath him in the bed, writhing against his clothed cock.
It lay hard and insistent inside his sweats, as if he hadn’t already come all over his shower stall. That seemed an unimportant point. His body was primed for more. More of Vanessa, more of her luscious curves, and more of those delicious sounds he was working overtime to swallow.
His mouth against hers, waiting for an invitation to deepen the kiss, hitching their desire up a notch the moment his tongue made contact with hers. His hand covered her breast, cupping the soft and heavy flesh in his palm.
It was so good to be with her like this. To openly display the dogged need he’d carried since the moment he laid eyes on her. Still, it wasn’t enough. The soft material of her pajamas was getting on his nerves. He needed more.
“I’m sure this probably cost more than one of my paychecks.” He fingered the silky material, marveling at its beauty and texture. “Even still, if you don’t take it off right now, I’m going to tear it to shreds so my skin can touch yours.”
She tucked her full bottom lip between bright white teeth as a mixture of sass and hunger tugged at her features. She pushed at his shoulder, and he pulled himself away from her. Instantly regretting the loss of physical connection, he never took his eyes off her.
She shrugged out of her robe, then quickly pulled the camisole over her head, tossing it on the floor behind her. She was about to tuck her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts, but he was too quick for her. Before she had a chance to process what was going on, he was on his knees, pulling her shorts down, ready to worship at the altar safety tucked between her thick thighs.
He wrapped his arm around her waist as a preventative measure to keep her upright and rubbed his face against her mound. It washot to the touch, bare, and the scent of her arousal sweet and spicy, just like her. He pushed a hand between her thighs, encouraging her to widen her stance to make room for him.
He started by placing gentle kisses there. Each one meant to tempt and tease, not satisfy. It didn’t take long for her need to build for her hips to jerk forward seeking more.
If she wanted more, he’d give it to her until she begged him to stop. He licked two fingers, rubbing them up and down her slit, delighting in the deep shiver that vibrated through her body. He took that as a sign that she was enjoying things so far, so he leaned in, letting his tongue follow the path and movements of the fingers he had teased her with.
She moaned his name instantly, making his dick harder. Although he’d conjured it up in his head, the dream in no way compared to the reality. The way she called out to him as his tongue bathed her clit and licked between her wet folds made him feel more powerful than ever. Fuck a firearm. The sound of Vanessa riding his goddamn tongue was the deadliest weapon in the world.
Her juices were flowing, dripping all over his face and down her legs, and he was loving every minute of it. He could’ve stayed there forever, except he was too old to be on his knees this long on a hardwood floor, so he gentled the laps of his tongue, leaning back on his haunches before standing up.
He pulled her to him, needing her to know just how sweet she was. He licked inside her mouth as he let his fingers circle around her clit. The combination must’ve hit the spot, because he could feel her shaking against him, as if she couldn’t keep her balance on her own. Taking pity on her predicament, he wrapped both arms around her waist and lifted her off the floor, still devouring her mouth as he gently laid her down on the bed.
