I told her she could paint it any color she wanted; as I promised, she has free rein when it comes to our place. But she told me the gray had grown on her, and also something about the colors in Guadalupe Mendoza’s painting popping out against it. The painting has pride of place on the main wall, so everyone can see it when they come in, and we can see it whenever we’re chilling in our living room.
“Okay, I’m ready,” she says, walking out of our bedroom.
I can’t help but smile; she gets more beautiful every time I look at her. She’s wearing skintight black jeans with her Dr Marten’s and a green tank top which shows off her gorgeous skin and red curls. Her hair cascades down her back, just the way I love it, and all of her curves are on display. My cock twitches at the sight of her.
“Hold on,” I say, standing and moving towards her. “I forgot something.”
“What?” she asks, as I step up behind her and lift her into my arms, carrying her back into the bedroom. “Angel!” she screams, “What are you doing?”
“You look too good, princess.”
I place her down on the bed before lying on top of her, caging her in with my arms.
“You just told me we’d be late for the BBQ,” she says, placing her hands on my chest, playing with the dog-tag that I let hang outside of my shirt, not needing to hide it anymore.
“I promise I’ll be quick.”
“We literally just fucked in the shower when we got home after the graduation ceremony.”
“So?”
She chuckles. “You’re incorrigible.”
“Using big words just makes you sound sexier, it isn’t deterring me.”
“Angel—”
She starts to argue but stops as soon as I lower my body to hers, resting between her thighs. Feeling how hard I am she bucks her hips up into me.
“So fucking perfect,” I murmur between the kisses I’m lavishing across her throat and shoulders, taking my time to kiss every inch of her exposed skin.
“It doesn’t feel like you’re moving very fast there, you said you’d be quick.”
“Don’t rush me, princess, it won’t make me go any faster. I don’t give a shit if we’re late.”
“You should!” She hits me gently on the shoulder. “This is important for Donovan too; it’s our graduation celebration.”
I groan, hating that she’s using logic. “Fine, I’ll be quick.”
Reaching for the button on her jeans, I undo them and slide them down her legs, leaving her in lace panties and her tank top.
“Are these for me?” I ask, running my fingers over the lace, licking my lips at the sight of her in them.
“You know they are, although they were supposed to be for later.”
“I’ll enjoy them later too, don’t worry,” I smirk, before lowering my head to the lace and inhaling deeply.
“Hey! There’ll be time for that later. We just agreed to the quick version of this.”
“Trying to ruin my fun…” I grumble, making her giggle. “But fine, you want me to be quick, I’ll be quick.”
She cries out in shock when I rip the lace panties at the crotch. “What the fuck did you do that for?”
I free myself from my jeans and thrust into her in one swift movement.
“Just saving time, princess.”
“You ruined them!”
