I laugh and follow after him, keeping my footsteps light so we don’t wake the baby. Nothing blocks grown-up time like a toddler awake before dawn.
By the time I get upstairs, Vito is sitting on the bed, his pajama pants off and a foil square tucked between two fingers. He’s grinning like he’s won a race.
“You’re so competitive,” I tease, turning so he can see my ass as I shimmy out of my bottoms. He sucks in a breath as I bend deep, step out of the sleepwear, and then turn back to face him.
“I’ve got three siblings,” he says. “It’s in my blood.”
I smirk as I turn around and let him watch as I ease my super loose top over my shoulders. “I was an only child,” I remind him. “I’m okay letting you win.”
“Silly woman,” he breathes. “You’re the prize.”
He watches me, his eyes dark and his lips parted as I climb onto the bed. I straddle his legs and climb all the way up his body until I’m just above his cock. I settle lightly against his erection, letting the heat of my pussy press into his length.
He sucks in a deep breath and closes his eyes, but then he drops the condom on the sheet so he can hold my breasts in his hands. “These,” he groans. “I could lose myself in them.”
He holds the weight of me in his hands and squeezes lightly. The gentle pressure sends waves of desire through my body, my pussy growing even wetter in anticipation.
“More,” I tell him, grabbing hold of his shoulders. I reach for the condom and tear it open, but just before I slide the latex over his flesh, I climb off his lap and kneel over his cock. “Touch me,” I tell him as I open my mouth and flick my tongue over the head of his dick.
He growls deep in his chest, muttering thankful curses as I take him all the way into my mouth, lapping my tongue against him to make sure he’s nice and wet before I roll on the condom.
He caresses my breasts softly as I suck him, until finally he’s humming, and I know if I want to keep things going, I’m going to need to sheathe him up.
Once he’s wearing the condom, I climb back over him and roll my hips back and forth along his length. He’s not even inside me yet, but our pace is frantic and fast. I feel the thick muscles and soft hairs of his thighs between my legs, and I have to grip his shoulders for support.
He pinches my nipples in his fingertips, and I am close to losing it. I nearly cry out, the pleasure is so, so good. But then I lean forward and practically feed him my nipple.
He sucks the tip deep between his lips, the pleasure radiating through my chest and limbs. I am lost to the sweet, golden heat when he removes my nipple from his mouth and rolls his neck in circles while pressing my tender nipple against the stubble of his chin. I chase the ecstasy, rocking my hips against him while I throw my head back and let him work his magic.
I don’t know how he does it because my eyes are slammed shut, but I feel him shove a hand between us. I lift my weight a little, but goddamn, my legs are so weak I can hardly support my weight. Then he shifts his erection, and I slide all the way down, crying out for real as his length reaches deep inside me.
“Fuck, I love you. I love this. I love you more, but fuck,” he groans.
I can’t speak. I’m lost to the colors swirling behind my eyes, to the burn in my thighs as I grind deeper, pressing my weight so every roll of my hips brings wave after wave of bliss through my body.
Once I slow my movements, sweat misting along my hairline, Vito lifts me off his cock and lays me on my back.
He immediately grabs my thighs in his hands and spreads me wide.
I’m boneless, opening to him so he can see, touch, and taste every inch of my most private parts. He drops his mouth to my pussy.
“Fuck, you taste good,” he grits out when he stops to suck in a chest full of air. “You have the sweetest pussy.”
He pulls his mouth back and trails his fingertips along the insides of my thighs. He nibbles and kisses his way from my pubic bone to my right knee, then turns to pay the same attention to my left leg. I’m completely naked, my tits sagging on either side of my chest, my hair sweaty and matted against the sheets, and yet with his hands on my body, I feel like the most beautiful woman alive.
I curl my toes and try to sit up, but Vito shakes his head and massages the tight muscles in my legs. “I want to devour you,” he says, pressing my legs open wider. He situates himself between my open legs and nudges my opening with his cock, murmuring, “You’re the most gorgeous fucking woman alive.”
I open my eyes a crack and smile at him, but then I immediately slam my lids shut when Vito thrusts inside me.
I try to relax my legs and take the full pressure of every deep thrust inside me, but he’s grabbing my legs and closing them together like a clothespin in front of his chest. I try to hold up the weight of my legs, but Vito’s cock all the way inside me while my legs are together, my feet in the air, it’s more than I can take. I cry out his name as yet another climax steals the strength from my limbs.
He patiently waits until my fingers loosen from the sheets to flip me onto my belly. I lift my butt in the air, but I can’t even control my hands and legs. I need Vito to help lift my hips so he can fuck me from behind.
He slaps the side of my ass, the slap so loud I worry it will wake up Juniper, but honestly, it’s worth it. When he finishes, he collapses on top of me, our sweaty bodies sticking together.
“That was freaking…” I can’t even finish the thought. I squint at the clock and see that we have plenty of time to go back to sleep. The coffeepot has a four-hour safety shut-off, so I don’t have to do anything or worry about anything until Juniper is awake.
I think Vito is thinking the same thing because with a numb little grunt, he jerks the sheets up off the bed and tucks them in around us. He settles himself halfway on top of me, his face smashed against my right breast, while his leg is thrown over my right thigh.
