Maegan released the front clasp of her bra then cupped and pushed her breasts together, teasing her nipples because she knew how much it drove me crazy. I wanted to clone myself so I could go down on her and suck her tits at the same time, but I’d be too jealous to let anyone, even another version of me, anywhere near my lady.
“Mine,” I repeated, moving in and pressing a kiss against her mound. “All mine.”
I went to work on her clit, sucking and flicking it with the tip of my tongue, lightly tugging it between my closed lips. I could make her come from that alone, but I wanted more. I parted her lips and teasingly darted my tongue inside her, making her gasp and plead for more. I waited until she fisted my hair before I plunged my tongue inside her heat as far as it would go, making sure my nose rubbed against her clit at the same time so I could breathe her in and work her closer and closer to climax from the friction.
“Oh, please, Elijah.”
I lifted my head and looked at her flushed face and shiny, green eyes. “Please what, Freckles?”
“Make me come.”
It would’ve been so easy to lower my head back down and make her climax with my mouth, but I wanted to feel her shatter while wrapped around my cock. I got to my knees, removed my briefs, and climbed up her delectable body.
“Now we’re talking,” Maegan said when the head of my dick inched inside her. “More.”
I gave her what she demanded with her words and the hands she’d placed on my ass to urge me deeper inside her. I claimed her mouth in a feral kiss as I slid in and out of her, easy at first to gently stretch her then at a much quicker and intense pace when she slid her hands into my hair and wrapped her legs around my waist.
Maegan arched her neck and cried out my name at the same time her cunt clenched tightly around my cock. I fucked her through her orgasm while chasing my own. By the time I spilled inside her, I was incapable of words, barely able to breathe.
“Wow,” Maegan said after I gently lay on top of her. “It just keeps getting better. I think I might’ve snapped a toe or two from curling them so hard.”
“Should I apologize?” My voice was muffled against her shoulder.
“I think you should stand up and take a bow.”
“I need strength in my legs for that.” I wasn’t a bit ashamed that I needed a few more minutes to recover.
“I like you right here anyway,” Maegan said, squeezing her arms tighter around me.
A few minutes later, I found the strength to roll off her, and we headed to the shower to clean up.
“Did you discuss the book this time?” I teased while soaping up her back.
“Hey now,” Maegan protested. “We normally discuss the book after dinner, but April and Violet put us on a time limit, and we had too much to discuss in the allotted time. Given a choice, we had to discuss what was happening to each of us instead of the book. I mean, those characters aren’t going anywhere. Well, shoot,” she said suddenly. “I forgot to discuss my idea for the next book.”
“You can always send out a group text in the morning, Freckles. Hell, you’ll see Candace and Vanessa when you take them to pick up their cars.”
“I’m so excited for April and Vi.”
“Going from friends to lovers sounds like it should be easy, but it rarely is. Both people feel like they have so much to lose if it doesn’t work out.”
“Nothing about love is easy, is it?” Maegan asked.
“I find loving you is pretty damn easy.”
“It wasn’t like that in the beginning though,” she reminded me.
One night in her arms shook me to the core and fucked me up. I knew she wasn’t just someone I could fuck and forget, and I resisted her until my duty as a detective threw us together again. I slid my arms around Maegan and held her against my body. “I was such a fool.”
“Yes, you were.” I swatted her ass playfully, but the sound of wet flesh against wet flesh echoed loudly in the bathroom. “Okay, you were scared of the way I made you feel. It wasn’t foolishness; it was self-preservation.”
“You’re so sweet to give me a pass, Freckles. I’m sour about the time I lost with you though.”
“Babe, at least it wasn’t twelve years of stubbornness like my brother and Andy.”
“True. Those two wear the title belt for stubborn jackasses.”
Maegan snorted then stepped out of my arms so she could pick up the body wash she bought for me. Before Maegan, I used a bar of soap and didn’t think about the condition of my skin, but I noticed a difference when she talked me into trying different products for it and my hair. My skin was softer and more supple instead of scaly and dry. My scalp no longer itched, and my hair looked healthier and shiny.
