But when he turned to the side, saw the bed was empty savehim, and got up on an elbow to scan the space, he saw her in the kitchenwearing the white tank she went to bed in and a pair of wide-legged satin pantsthat were a rosy color.
She had a mug of coffee cradled in both hands and her hipagainst the counter.
“Why are you over there?”he groused.
She lifted her mug as answer.
“Get over here,” he ordered.
She didn’t move.
She said, “You’re almost irresistible, watching you sleep inmy bed.”
“I’m not a fan of the ‘almost’ part of that,” he told her.
She grinned into her mug before she took a sip.
Watching her do that, his cock, semi-morning-hard, gotharder.
“Archie,” he warned.
“Baby, Iwannasuck your cock,likebad,” she declared.
You could safely say his woman was honest and direct.
Annnnnnd…
Yup.
Now his cock was harder.
“I don’t see a problem with that,” he told her.
“I want candles and wine and good music and munchies on handfor energy, and time, lots and lots of time, and nothing at all edging in, justyou and me, when I first take your dick in any part of me.”
“Fuck,” he muttered and dropped to his back, because hewanted that for her and for him too.
It was just difficult to want that for either of them whenhis dick wanted something else.
He stared at her ceiling, which was mostly beams andductwork painted black, and took pains with trying to control what had quicklybecome a raging hard-on.
This endeavor was significantly hindered when he heard athump, looked left and saw Archie bent over the tray by the bed.
She’d deposited two mugs of coffee there.
And then, no hesitation, and lithe as fuck, she put a kneeto the bed and swung over him so she was straddling him.
Again, no hesitation, she settled on top, tits to chest,pussy to cock with too damned much in between.
“Are you trying to kill me?”he asked.
“Okay, this was a mistake because that feels nice,” she toldhis mouth.
Her eyes had gone dazed, and, moving like she couldn’tcontrol it, she squirmed a little against his dick.
Since that burned through his balls and up his ass, he puthis hands to her hips and called, “Archie.”
She lifted her gaze, focused and said, “You don’t snore.”
