My head bobbed up and down, my tongue swirling around the base as he bucked beneath me.
I would bring him right to the edge and then pull back, wanting to make this moment last as long as possible.
My hand found his balls and gave them a little squeeze before I continued to slide my lips up and down his shaft.
“Fuck, Wren. This feels so good.” His voice was deep, and I could hear him fighting to stay in control.
I loved the way that I affected him.
The way that he affected me.
I moved faster, his breaths the only audible sound in the room.
“Baby,” he warned, tugging at my hair for me to pull back, but I stayed right there.
He thrust one more time before he unloaded in my mouth, and I swallowed down every last drop.
I stayed right there until he’d finished moving, and then I pulled back and sat on my knees. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.
“Damn, woman. Are you trying to kill me this morning?” he said as he tugged me down to lie on his chest.
“Just thought I’d give you a little farewell send-off.” I chuckled.
“That’s quite the send-off. I can’t wait to come back again. Will the greeting be as good as the send-off?” He laughed, this husky sound that came from deep in his chest.
“It’s going to be a couple weeks until we see one another again,” I said, my voice quiet.
He tipped my chin up to meet his gaze. “We’ll FaceTime every day. We’ll talk throughout the day. Hell, we can even have phone sex if you want.”
I laughed. “I’ve never had phone sex.”
“Well, neither have I, because I’ve never had reason to.” His hand moved beneath the sheet, over my bare breasts. “But I could make getting you off my new day job.”
My breaths were coming quicker now, and he tugged me on top of him so I was straddling him. His hands gripped my hips before moving up my ass and to my back.
“I fucking love the way you sound when you come. The little gasps you make, and the way your skin flushes pink.”
I smiled down at him while I adjusted myself and slowly moved down. I took in every glorious inch of him as he filled me.
A gasp escaped my lips as I just stayed perfectly still, loving the feel of him buried inside me.
I glanced down to find him watching me, as if he was memorizing every line and curve on my face.
“Hey,” I said.
“Hey, beautiful.”
“What are you looking at?”
“The reason for my existence,” he said.
“Good answer.”
“It’s the truth, Wren.” He tugged me down for a kiss, and we found our rhythm. Just like we always did.
Just me and my cowboy.
Axel had refused to let me take him to the airport, since he’d called a car service. He thought it would be an easier goodbye for me if I was just here. So I took Wrax out for a ride. It was beautiful here. But it didn’t feel like home. Not anymore.
