When did I start writhing against him?I’m certainly not in my head anymore.
“You’re it for me, dove. You’re going to be my last everything. My body knows that as much as the rest of me does. I’ve been aching for you for so long.” He groans as my fingertips dig into his shoulders.
Can a person orgasm from words alone?My inner walls tense and tighten at the thought of getting to dothisforever.
“Shit…” Warren hisses through his teeth. “Have you been aching for me too?” he asks. I nod, my breath louder through parted lips. “Let me take the ache away, dove. Tell me to take care of it for you.”
I lean in to kiss him, our mouths open for each other before we even connect. I begin raising and lowering myself on top of Warren as he sets our pace, his hands tightly on my hips.
“Nothing will ever compare to this. Do you hear me?” Warren breathes out into the side of my neck. I tilt my head back as his words swirl inside my emptied mind.
“Yes,” I force out as Warren’s pace becomes slower but deeper.
I’m aware that I’m barely assisting in raising or lowering myself at this point but can’t bring myself to care. It feels too good.
Warren's pressure and rhythm are perfect, but I won’t be able to find release from this alone. I lower one of my hands off his cheek, gliding it down his front, where a light sheen of sweat has begun to form, and bring my hand down between us to assist in my pleasure.
“Need more?” Warren’s blue, hazy eyes bore into me. I bite my lip and nod.
Without hesitating, he lifts me off his lap and lays me down in front of him. He remains on his knees, wraps my legs around his hips, and bends his arm around my knee to find my point of pleasure with his thumb. Once he finds a rhythm with his fingers I obviously love, he fills me again.
“This right?” he asks.
Oh, god.“Yes,” I whine out. “Harder.”
“Me or my hand?”
“Both,” I cry out.
Warren responds with a dark laugh; a knowing type of laugh.A warning.He gives me exactly what I asked for, unrelenting thrusts and pressure from his thumb sends me skyrocketing towards an orgasm within seconds.
I feel myself tightening around him; he twitches in response. Our eyes meet as my mouth opens in bliss, finishing with his name on my lips.
Warren follows closely behind, alternating calling outChloeanddovebetween grunts and bared teeth. He lands on top of me, his body pressing me into the mattress. I don’t mind at all. He’s exhausted from a job well done, and his weight on top of me feels glorious.
Warren’s chin burrows into my neck as he finds his breath. I bring a hand over to the back of his head, brushing his almost non-existent hair with my fingers as he relaxes. Once he lets out a long exhale, he lifts himself, arms more wobbly than before.
“Didn’t know you had it in you.” I wink at him.
The teasing gleam in his eye returns. “I think you mean to say…” He puts on a mocking voice. “‘Gee, Warren. Thank you for the two orgasms. I have never known such pleasure.’” I cover my smile and laugh as he raises his eyebrows, waiting for my sincere response.
“You’re right… thank you, Warren, for the best sex of my life and—”
“Say that again,” he says darkly.
“What?” I ask.
“The first part.”
“You’re right?”
“Ooh,” he moans, voice dripping with sarcasm. “Yes. Again, baby.”
I shove him until he falls next to me on the bed. As he lands laughing, my heart swells.I love him. I can’t muster any other teasing with that pesky thought lurking around.
“Really though, that was incredible,” I say.
“Yeah, we really brought it.” He raises a fist in the air, offering it to me. I bump it with my own as I shake my head at the gesture.
