“For us it is.” He peeks at me through slitted eyes. “Shit, back in Brooklyn we used to do it twice, sometimes three times a day.”
“That was before we had all these responsibilities.” I stroke him harder.
“Babe, we always had responsibilities, but right now, right here, it’s just you and me.”
He lifts up, and I open his pants wider, then slide down between his legs, taking him all in. I suck him from root to tip, taking him deep until I hear him panting. Me between his legs is one of Nick’s favorite positions, but I need to feel him in me. I need to be possessed by him.
I pop him out of my mouth, and his eyes snap open. Then I push down my sweatpants and kick them to the side.
Leaning forward, he grips my hips and flattens my back to the couch cushion. Spreading my legs wide, he eyes my center, then looks up at me. “Can’t let you have all the fun.”
He nips at the tender flesh, then drives his tongue deep, flicking it at just the right spot. He sticks his tongue deep as his thumb and forefinger play with my nub. My hips jerk to the rhythm of his tongue, and when he nips my clit, my knees weaken and jolts of electricity shoot through my veins.
He holds me together as my body gives it up to his magical tongue and mouth. “You taste so fuckin’ good.” His mumbled words vibrate against my sensitive flesh.
My thighs clamp around his head, and my body lets go. Spasm after spasm, but he doesn’t stop until my back relaxes against the couch.
He leans back on his knees, sucks on his fingers, and smacks his lips. “Best fuckin’ meal I’ve had all day.”
His cock hangs between us, long, hard and rigid, and I can’t wait until he’s a part of me. I reach out and stroke it, but he pushes my hand away, then hovers over me, taking one nipple in his mouth and then the other, until they are stone-hard. He nips and laves them until I’m writhing against him, and only then does he lean back and fist himself.
“You ready for me, babe?”
“More than ready, but you already know that.” My lips curve into a smile, letting him know how he’s torturing me.
“Like you said, it’s been a week, so I owe you a few orgasms.” He pulls my knees up and grins down at me. “I can finger-fuck you into another one, or I can fill you up with my cock. Your choice.”
His words alone set me off, but I know what I want, so I reach out and grab his pulsing cock. “I want this in me now.”
“Always so fuckin’ bossy, just the way I like you.”
He anchors his hands under my knees, raising me just enough so we’re at the perfect angle. When he thrusts into me, I yell out.
He doesn’t wait; he just grips my thighs tighter and pounds into me deep, letting me feel every glorious inch of him. I match his strokes until my ass is bouncing to the rhythm he’s set.
My body gloves him, stretching and squeezing, letting him know there was never and will never be anyone else who can make me experience this sensation. He moves his powerful hands up my back and liftsme until I’m straddling him. I bounce on his thick cock, going even deeper until I cry out in ecstasy.
“Ride me, baby, fuckin’ drain me dry.”
I anchor my hands on his shoulders, slamming up and down, his fingers gripping my ass cheeks. He wedges his hand between us and finds my clit. He teases it, and when he twists, I scream out, then explode for the second time.
“That’s right, babe, get loud for me. Squeeze my cock till I got nothing left.”
Gripping my hips tighter, he pulses into me until there’s nothing left. We’re surrounded by the sound of a gentle breeze and our gasping breaths as we slowly come back down.
“That was unbelievable,” I pant out, still trying to catch my breath.
“Yeah, absolutely.” Nick cuddles me to him, and I wrap my arms around him tighter.
“Waiting makes it better.”
“Maybe.” He mumbles into my neck, “I want this all the time, but by the time I get home, you’re already asleep.”
I still. “You’ve also been spending more time at the club, and I have to get up early to get Portia to school.”
“I know, it’s just our schedules have been off lately.”
“When we first moved in together, you used to only stay late at the club Thursday to Saturday nights. Now, it seems like it’s every night.”
