I’d never felt more content.
I fell asleep with a smile on my face and a determination to keep her no matter the cost.
I know it’s crazy. I know it’s soon, but I feel it deep in my bones that Mikey belongs with me here in Cupid’s Cove. We’re meant to fall asleep together, wake up together, and do all the monotonous day-to-day things with each other.
I just hope she feels it, too.
I’m jolted awake by something, and when I check the clock I see it’s four in the morning. We’ve only been asleep for a few hours, and I know I should let her sleep, but she shifts, and her ass rubs against my cock. I only have a few precious hours left with her before Ruby and Stella come to say goodbye.
I don’t want her to leave.
But she has her life and job back in Salem, and it would be selfish and rash of me to suggest she move here.
I decide to push thoughts of the future away and focus on this moment with her. I slide my hand up her thigh, reveling in the soft expanse of her skin. We should probably have a proper discussion about limits and safe words because I want nothing more than to fuck her awake.
I’ll just have to wake her up.
I start placing gentle kisses on her face and tracing patterns on her thigh. I wish I could rouse her with my head between her legs, but hopefully I’ll get to another time.
Mikey stirs, pressing herself against me again. She freezes when she feels my hard cock prodding at her back. It’s still dark, so I can’t see her very well, but I feel her shift.
“Saint?” she whispers into the darkness, her voice soft and sleepy.
“Yeah?”
“What are you doing?”
“I didn’t know if you’d be okay with me waking you up with my tongue in your pussy, so I figured I’d ask.”
“What time is it?”
“Four.”
Mikey’s silent for a minute, and worry prickles my skin. Is she mad I woke her up? Maybe this was a step too far?—
“I’m more than okay with waking up to your mouth on me.”
Fuck yes.
“I’ll keep it in mind for next time. Right now, how about you spread your legs and let me fuck you nice and slow?”
Her breath hitches, but she does what I asked. I peel off her shirt and pull the boxers down her legs, tossing them somewhere on the floor before shuffling out of my own, rolling on a condom, and lying back down behind her.
I help her lift her leg over mine, notching the head of my cock at her entrance before slowly sliding inside her.
“Fuck, you’re already so wet,” I whisper against the back of her head.
Mikey thrusts herself back against me in a slow rhythm, lacing her fingers with mine where they rest on her hip. “I was dreaming about you,” she admits through a breathy moan.
“What were we doing in your dream?”
“You were eating me out on the hood of your van. It was in the shop after hours, but Rob was still in the front, so you shoved my panties in my mouth to keep quiet.”
My eyes roll back as she clenches around me, and the vision of her dream flashes behind my eyes. I want to make all of her fantasies come true, but like hell I’d ever let Rob—or anyone—hear the pleasure I bring my girl.
I pull out and roll her on her back. I hover over her, thrusting in again, holding eye contact with her.
“Let me make something clear.” I pull back, leaving just the tip in. Mikey squirms, trying to lift her hips, but I don’t let her. “I’ll give you everything you want; I’ll play out every fantasy you have.” I push in an inch. “But no one gets to hear the way you sound when you come. Only me. Got it?”
