“Now you’ll have a piece of me down there on the ice with you.”
She pulls back, taking my face in her hands. “I love you.”
“Say it again,” I whisper.
“I love you.” Her smile shines even brighter as more morning light floods the room.
I gently push her back until she’s lying on the bed, and I’m pressed against her. She opens her legs for me, allowing my hips to lay flush against hers, and I grind my hardening cock against her.
A wicked grin flashes across her face as she tilts her head back. The long column of her neck is exposed, and I lean down and nip at her collarbone. Her thighs clench around me as she lets out a surprised moan. I do it again, this time teasing her skin with my tongue.
I kiss my way along her collarbone, up her neck, to her ear, and finally, when she’s squirming and begging beneath me, I capture her lips.
She moans, melting into me the moment we’re connected. Her tongue dances with mine, like we have all the time in the world, and maybe now, we finally do. We’re far from being in the clear, but we at least have each other.
Her hands slip down my chest, pushing down my underwear. My cock springs free between us, and I groan as she instantly strokes me with her warm palm.
She hums against my lips. “All of this for me?”
I thrust into her hand, and she squeezes the tip, making my body hitch. “All for you, baby. Fuck, stroke me just like that. Good girl.”
I kiss her again, harder this time, as she continues to work me over. Slipping my hand between us, I shove aside her little shorts and find her dripping wet. I swirl it around her clit while swallowing her cries with our kiss. Her hips buck, and my cock throbs with anticipation of being where my fingers are right now.
I break our kiss and start to move toward the bottom of the bed, needing a taste of her, when she wraps her legs around me and locks me in place. “No,” she pleads. “Please, just fuck me. I need you.”
Who the fuck am I to deny her? I make quick work of my underwear and her shorts, while she pulls her tank over her head. The motion fans her chocolate hair across the pillow, and I thumb the strands. “I love your hair.”
She smiles. “I’m aware. You touch it every chance you get.”
And I’ll never take it for granted. Not when I spent so long denying myself of it.
Bringing us chest to chest, eye to eye, I cage her in with my elbows around her head and stare down at her.
“All mine.”
“All mine,” she echoes and runs her nails gently over my back.
She tilts her chin in silent demand, and I kiss her once more, softly, gently, as I sink into her pussy. We let out a collective sigh as I fill her and she pulses around me.
“Feels so good every time,” she murmurs, and all I can do is nod as I pull back and slide in again and again.
She’s warm and wet and no longer someone I can’t have but someone who I’ve put everything on the line for and tossed it all to the wind because she’s worth it. The spark that sizzles in my chest again is fueled by her. I ache for her, to be close to her, to be around her.
Each thrust, each joining of the two of us feels so devastatingly right that fuck whoever says it’s wrong.
“You didn’t say it back,” she pants breathlessly.
“My apologies,” I tease, and the next time I thrust in, I pause, pushing even deeper. Her back arches, and her eyes go wide. “Yeah, that’s it,” I coo. “In case you couldn’t already feel it, I do. I love you, too.” My hips snap back before continuing their steadyrhythm. Although each time I plunge back in and she squeezes around me, that pace falters bit by bit.
All the blood in my body rushes to my cock, and I know I can’t hold off much longer. Sweat glistens against Lennon’s skin and the way she claws at my arms and starts to lock up beneath me, I know she’s close too.
“Touch yourself,” I tell her. “Come with me. I need you with me.”
She snakes one one of her hands between us, and I can feel the moment she starts rubbing her clit. Her pussy pulses around me as her head pushes back into the pillow.
“Yes,” I hiss. “That’s it. Keep going.”
“Don’t stop,” she whimpers.
