“I mean, I’m glad. I’m glad that no one has ever said it before. Not glad for you. Glad for me. Because I’ve never said it toanyone either. Except for my Lucky girl, obviously. You’re my first, and I am so damn honored to be your first, too.” I shift again, swallowing my nerves before saying, “I mean… if you’ll have me, of course.”
A small, slightly watery smile claims Hannah’s lips. “Of course I’llhaveyou.”
“Obviously I didn’t plan on telling you this while driving, but here we are.” I snort a laugh. “I promise when I propose it’ll be a lot more romantic.”
Hannah sucks in a gasp.
Oh. My. God. I close my eyes a moment, exhaling through my nose. “I sure as shit didn’t mean to just saythatout loud.”
“Happy!” Hannah shrieks, slapping my arm, and I turn to find her gawking at me and, well, there’s no point trying to backtrack now, especially not when it’s the truth.
“Well, I mean, I’m not in the business of telling women I don’t intend on spending the rest of my life with that I love them…” I shrug a shoulder, continuing, “But I will also fully understand if you ask me to drop you off at your apartment and never fucking see me again.”
Hannah reaches over and covers my hand with hers, and I look up, meeting her eyes as she says, “Take me home with you, Happy.”
I link my fingers through hers, and we drive together in a much more easy and companionable silence, even though deep down, in the darkest part of my soul, I’m fully aware she didn’t say I love you back…
I wake with lips around my cock, a soft, warm mouth taking me deep. Lifting my head off the pillow, my hazy eyes find Hannah’s big blue gaze staring at me as she pops off my dick, swirling her tongue around the tip.
It takes me a few seconds to realize where we are. We’re inmy bedroom, at my house, in New York, the soft glow of the early morning sun peaking in through the edges of the curtains covering the windows, illuminating my girl just enough for me to watch her swallow my cock.
“Fuck, Baby Draper,” I gruff, reaching out and tucking her hair behind her ear as she swallows me all the way to back of her throat. I hiss a breath through my teeth when I feel her gag reflex kick in. “I could get used to waking up like this…”
Hannah moans, her head bobbing up and down, lips, tongue, and even the slightest graze of her teeth dragging up and down my shaft with every pass as she plays with my balls.
“Jesus, fuck!” I throw my head back into the pillows, keeping my voice as low as I can because I don’t want to risk waking anyone, especially not Lucky, but damn it’s near impossible. It’s so fucking good.
When we got back last night, I was so ready to get Hannah into my bed for once and for all, maybe even talk to her about where her feelings are at, since she didn’t say she loves me back. I don’t need her to say it; I just need to know where she’s at because I’m there, fully. And I want to know what I need to do to get her there, too. But as luck would have it, my Lucky Duck was sitting up with my dad. Apparently, she’d had a bad night terror, and he was chilling with her on the couch whileBlueyplayed on the TV. Lucky was, of course, ecstatic to see Hannah, and begged Hannah to take her to bed which, in true Lucky fashion, turned into three different books before I ended up having to go in and be the bad guy. Thankfully, Lucky finally gave up the fight and drifted off to sleep, but Hannah was so tired, I could tell, and we ended up going to bed, me holding her as she fell asleep in my arms.
“Baby, you’re gonna make me come if you keep this up,” I warn softly, collecting her hair with both my hands and fisting it, encouraging her movements.
Releasing me from her mouth, Hannah wraps her handaround the base of my dick, smiling deviously before spitting on my cock and dragging it all over me with her tongue.
“Fuck,” I whimper, huffing a hard breath, the knot of need in my gut threatening to explode. I push up so I’m resting on my elbows, getting a better look at Hannah. “Tell me where you want my cum, Baby Draper, because it’s fucking coming.”
She pulls back, and I swear I almost cry, but then she moves to her knees between my legs and removes the t-shirt I gave her to sleep in last night, showing me her perfect fucking tits. It’s as if I’m in a trance, watching her hands trail up her sides, cupping her breasts, gently pinching those pretty, dusky nipples between her fingers.
“I want you to get your ass up and come all over my tits,” she demands.
And of course, I move so goddamn fast I’m shocked I don’t sprain something. Moving off the bed, I stand by the edge, one foot resting on the mattress while Hannah stares up at me with big, wide eyes, her lips all pink and swollen from sucking my dick. I fist my cock, jacking it hard and fast, so fucking close.
“Play with that pussy,” I urge her through gritted teeth. “Get it nice and ready for me.”
Bringing her fingers to her lips, she coats them in saliva, eyes still firmly fixed on me as she trails her hand down between her breasts, to the apex of her thighs, moaning when she touches herself. I can hear how wet she is, the sound going straight to my already aching balls.
“Oh, fuck, baby,” I rasp through shuddered breaths as my orgasm blooms at the base of my cock, sending a fire through me. “Yes, here I come.”
Hannah watches intently, clamping her bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes lighting up as I come so fucking hard, hot ropes of my release spurting all over her, my orgasm obliterating me in the best possible way.
When I finally come to, panting and gasping for breath, I get a good look at my girl, and I swear I almost lose it because she’sbeautiful at the best of times, but covered in my cum, she’s a goddamn masterpiece.
“Holy shit!” I huff out, pushing my hair back from my sweat-beaded forehead.
Hannah smiles, looking down at herself and dragging a finger through the mess, swirling cum around her nipples before bringing it to her mouth and sucking the digit clean with a satisfied hum.
“Your turn,” she says.
My brows dip together, momentarily confused.
