He kissed me again, guiding my back to the mattress before setting a pillow under my leg. Jekyll covered my core with his mouth sucking my clit, then sliding his tongue inside of me. I arched into him, crying out when he slid two fingers into me. “Hush, baby, you’re gonna wake Mina.”
I growled quietly, fisting my hands into the comforter as he fingered me to one of the most amazing orgasms I’d ever had, kissing his way back up my body before sliding on a condom.
“When did you get naked?” I panted out.
He grinned, kissing me quickly. “When you weren’t watching. You ready?”
“Fuck, yes, I’m ready.”
He hovered over me, watching me as he slid slowly into me. I couldn’t stop a sigh as he buried himself deep. “Oh my god, so good,” I breathed out.
“Can you take more?”
“Absolutely,” I hissed, grabbing his arms and arching into him.
My encouragement was enough to get him to move and I hooked my good leg around him as he thrust into me. “Harder, Hyde,” I ordered, and he delivered.
He kissed me, his tongue matching the motion of his body as he linked his fingers with mine and dragged them over my head. Anchoring both of my hands with one of his, he rolled a nipple into a tight bud as he slammed into me over and over.
“Get there, honey,” I begged. “I can’t wait.”
“I’m there,” he grunted out and I let myself go, biting down on his shoulder to keep from screaming as an orgasm hit me so hard, I nearly came off the bed.
I felt Jekyll’s dick pulse inside of me, and then he gently rolled off of me, and headed into the bathroom, returning with a warm washcloth and settling it between my legs.
“You okay?” he asked, stretching out beside me and settling his head in his hand.
“Oh my god, yes, yes, I am.” I cupped his neck and smiled. “I can’t wait until we can get freaky.”
Jekyll chuckled. “You want freaky?”
“Hell, yes. Don’t you?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely.” He linked his free hand with mine. “How’s your leg.”
“Let’s not talk about that right now.”
“Baby, are you in pain?” he asked.
“If I say yes, will you leave my side?”
“Yeah... to get you drugs.”
“Then, no.”
“Jesus, Indigo,” he growled, knifing off the bed and stalking into the bathroom. He returned with a cup of water and a pain pill. “I’m gonna help you up.”
Once I was sitting, I took the pill and then he helped me back into panties and a T-shirt, doing it all while still buck naked.
“God, your dick’s perfection,” I breathed out.
He grinned, throwing the covers back so I could slide my legs under them. “Thank you. Can’t wait to give you more of it later.”
“Like, how much later?”
He pulled the covers over me, leaning in so his face was close to mine. “Later. When your leg isn’t gonna fuckin’ hurt.”
“Are you open for negotiations?” I asked.
