“You’re still here,” she doesn’t move from my arms as her amber eyes fully open.
“I told you I’m not leaving.”
Her cheeks warm, “Did you sleep?”
“Yes,” I lie.
Her eyes narrow as if picking up on it, but she doesn’t call me out, instead she wiggles against me, trying to get free. “Where are you going?” I yank her back, but her back is now against my chest, the curve of her ass pressing into me. Blood shoots straight to my cock, and the more she wiggles the harder I get.
“We gotta get up!” She laughs as she fights to get free but when she feels how hard I am, she pauses and looks over her shoulder, that blush on her cheeks intensifying. There are no words to describe how much I love that blush, how she’s not able to hide it from me.
With her eyes on mine, head turned to look over her shoulder, she pushes back against me. Fuck. It’s been a long damn time, I haven’t had another since the night she gave herself to me, there was no way anyone would be able to compare to her, and now she’s rubbing her sweet body all over mine, I’m just about ready to combust.
“Ness,” I groan, a warning, a plea.
“Yeah?” She answers innocently, pushing back more and fuck, I am about to snap. My hand lands on her hip, telling myself to push her away. I didn’t want to take until she fully knew how committed I was, but I don’t find myself doing that at all. Instead, I’m pulling her to me, pressing in my own hips. There was just thin material between us, it wouldn’t take much…
“I’m not taking until you’re ready,” I tell her but even I hear the lie.
“Who said I wasn’t ready?” She moans as my hand slides up the center of her abdomen, up over her ribs until I can curl my hand beneath her breast, fingers gripping before I swipe over the hardened peak of her nipple.
“Shit you’re so perfect, trouble,” I press my lips to her shoulder, “We shouldn’t. Not yet.”
“Is this your way of protecting me?” She laughs, tipping her head back.
“Yes,” I admit.
“Well don’t,” She growls. I hadn’t seen her move, but her hand is now between us, fingers trailing over the hardened length of me, teasing me through the material of my boxers.
“Fuck,” I rasp, forcing her arm away as I push her onto her stomach, covering her body with mine. My cock is pressed to the center of her, beneath the lush curve of her ass. “Are you wet, baby?” I rasp.
“Yes,” She breathes, her hips attempting to lift but unable to do so since I’m much heavier.
“I’ve dreamt of sliding so deep into you you’d feel me there for days. Of fucking you and hearing you sing for me. I remember how warm and tight you were. You’re built for me, aren’t you, Ness?”
I hold her arms above her head, pressing her into the mattress. “Please, Kolt,” she begs, “Don’t make me wait.”
“So needy, trouble,” I chuckle, “Let me take care of you,” I say, letting her arms go, “Stay where you are.”
A tremor works through her as I lift and straddle her thighs, my fingers going to the waist band of her pants. I begin to pull them down only to notice she’d come to bed with no panties, and I’m greeted by the firm cheeks of her ass and her pussy, wet and glistening.
She wiggles, helping me push down her pants until they’re around her knees and restricting her movement.
I could come at the mere sight of it. Her spine arches as she goes up onto her elbows to look back at me, her eyes a molten gold, heated with desire.
“So pretty, Ness,” I praise, giving her ass a squeeze.
I trace my hand over, my thumb slipping between her legs to give her wet pussy some attention. She collapses down with a groan, her hips lifting as if in offering.
“Tell me you’re mine, baby,” I tease her clit with soft circles from my thumb, my middle finger at her entrance, not inside yet but the way she pushes back on me tells me that’s what she wants.
“I’m yours,” she whispers, “Always been yours.”
“Do you want to come?” I apply more pressure, teasing forward with my finger.
“God, yes,” She begs. Keeping the same slow circle of my thumb, I push my fingers further into her as I lean and bite the soft mound of her ass. She bucks under me but with me straddling her, she can’t get away.
So damn responsive for me, I fuck her with my fingers, her wetness coating my hand as she writhes beneath me, her moans being trapped by the pillow beneath her face. Her skin has a fine sheen of sweat to it, the insides of her thighs slick with her arousal.
