“Really?” He wrapped his hands underneath my thighs and tugged me down the mattress so my ass met his knees.
“That may be the cheesiest pet name of all time,” I murmured, breath catching when his thumb found my clit. How blood still rushed to the spot, I didn’t know. All I knewwas that I’d seen so many stars in the past couple of hours, I may as well be in another solar system.
“Then why did you get wetter after I said it?” David leaned closer but kept his mouth just out of reach.
“Correlation’s not causation.”
“I beg to differ,” he whispered in my ear and slipped two fingers inside me to match the gentle teasing of his thumb.
“I wish you would.” I pressed kisses on his bare shoulder.
“Mm?” he hummed with his eyes half-closed. He did that a lot, seemingly as satisfied with my pleasure as I was. David’s concentration was unmatched, as was his ability to push me over the edge. I should have known from the second we started arguing with one another that his mouth could make me frustrated in more ways than one.
“Beg.” I tucked my hand behind his head, fingers curling around his hair, and I pulled him into a kiss. His fingers moved faster as he swallowed my moans.
“I don’t do that unless I’m being fucked,” he confessed against my parted lips.
My heart jumped at the look in his eyes. David’s fingers were soaked with me, and I clenched around him as I asked, “Would you let me do that then?”
“Fuck me?” David let out a ragged breath, in disbelief and utter excitement. “Only if you want.Reallywant to.”
“I want to,” I promised. The thought of me fucking him opened up a whole new door of pleasure. My vision dotted as I came onto his fingers while imagining what he’d sound like when I pushed into him.
“You sure?” he asked, searching my eyes when I came back down from the climax.
I nodded with a lazy smile. “Unbelievably.”
“Have you ever done anything like this?” He spoke faster, excited by this new prospect.
“Used a strap-on a couple of times,” I whispered,exhausted from the multiple orgasms but more than willing to push through it all for more. “With a girl, though.”
He nodded and kissed me. As soon as he pulled away, he said, “I’ll walk you through it.”
David pushed off the bed to retrieve the toy. I used the small window to brush away the tears of ecstasy that’d painted the corners of my eyes and tugged on my hair tie that’d gotten lost in my twisting and turning.
“It’s new,” he said when he came back. The dildo was purple, long, and veiny. My hand strained around its circumference. I sighed at the weight. At the weight of all of this.
“Lie down,” I told him.
“I could help you —”
“David.” I took the toy, claiming it for my own. “I got it. Just speak up if I do too much.”
“Alright…” He followed orders well enough, but there was a teasing hint of uncertainty in his voice.
“Just relax.” I swung my leg over his midsection when he settled onto the bed and lowered myself onto his stomach.
He folded his arms behind his head, hard muscles flexing. The guy looked like a dream. I got tunnel vision, realizing I wanted to be his for as long as time exists. I leaned down to kiss him, and he responded with equal dedication.
“Yeah, I know,” he whispered when I pulled back, breathless and scared. “That’s how I felt when I saw you from this angle. Why did you think ‘baby’ slipped out?”
I laughed, grateful for some humor to crack my shell of nerves. “Because you liked it. You’re some secret softie who likes terms of endearment.”
David’s chuckle faded into a moan when I kissed my way down his jaw and neck. Before I got to his chest, I paused and asked, “Is this okay? Kissing here? Touching here?”
My gaze lingered on his soft white scars.
“It is.” He nodded, but before I could touch them, hecaught my hand and pulled it up to his mouth. David kissed each of my fingers and then my palm. My breath shuddered when he pressed a final one on my wrist, right on top of my pulse.
