When his hips started to move, I grabbed his ass and held on while he fucked my face, spurring my arousal on with each thrust.
“I’m gonna come, baby,” he warned and I held on tighter. “Harmony.”
“Come,” I mumbled, my mouth full of his goodness.
“Jesus,” he rasped again, and held my head tighter as he thrust twice more and shuddered with his release. I took every drop and swallowed, running my tongue up the length once more because I wasn’t quite ready to stop tasting him.
Without warning, his hands hooked me under my arms and I was dropped on the mattress and the rest of my clothes were removed in record time. Then his mouth was on my core and I was gripping his scalp just to keep my body from floating away.
His mouth moved to my clit and he slid two fingers inside of me, sweeping my walls and hitting that oh so amazing spot deep inside. I cried out as I came and then he was over me and thrusting deep while I arched to get closer.
“Oh, god,” I moaned as my body threatened to come undone. “I can’t wait, honey.”
“Don’t wait,” he demanded. “Jesus, you feel incredible.”
I grabbed his shoulders for support and let myself go, arching again as my body let go. He wasn’t far behind, but his angry “Fuck” gave me pause. “What’s wrong?”
“Forgot a condom,” he snapped. “Shit, baby, I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay,” I said, sitting up on my arms. “I’m on the pill.”
“That’s not really the point,” he argued, making his way to the bathroom. “I should have been more careful.” He returned with a warm washcloth and settled it between my legs. “You just came out of nowhere with that fucking delicious mouth of yours.”
“You’re the delicious one.” I grinned. “Lordy, I could snack on you all day.”
Stretching out beside me, he pulled me over his chest and kissed my temple. “I won’t forget again, Harmony. I promise. And I’ll get bloodwork done this week.”
“I trust you. I mean, I’ll be pissed if I find crabs in my twat, but I believe you when you say you’re clean.”
“Fuck me,” he groaned, obviously trying to stop a laugh. “There will be no crabs in your twat, Harmony. That I can promise you.”
“Isn’t twat just the best word? It’s so versatile.”
He laughed. “Jesus.”
“But you have to say it the British way. Twat. Not like we do, twot. You know what I mean?”
His shoulders shook with laughter, but he managed to roll me onto my back and kiss me deeply. “You seriously need to stop saying twot.”
“Twat,” I corrected “Try again.”
He raised his face to the ceiling like he was concentrating, then drew out, “Twaaaat.”
“Now you’ve somehow added a ‘w.’ What the hell?” I demanded, and he dropped his head to my shoulder, laughing harder. I couldn’t stop a grin, slipping my fingers into his hair as he continued to laugh on top of me.
“I think you might be the funniest person I’ve ever met,” he said once he could breathe.
“Youthink?” I challenged. “I was literally put on this earth for comic relief. Iamthe funniest person you’ve ever met and I would suggest you recognize that fact immediately.”
He grinned, leaning down to kiss me. “I apologize. I will never take that for granted again.”
I stroked his cheek. “You’re a very smart man.”
“You gonna cook now?”
“You’re hungry, huh?”
“You’re a very smart woman.”
