He pulls my arms above my head, pinning my hands, then nips at my bottom lip. “Yes, you are.” Sliding his palms back down my body, he purrs, “And you’re mine, babygirl. Not just to play with.” His hand rests above my heart. “This is mine too.” With a feather-light touch, his fingers trace lower it until his thumb swirls around my clit, making me moan. “So is this.” Leaning closer, he presses two fingers inside me, and his warm breath fans my ear. “And one day, I’m going to fill this greedy cunt so full that no birth control will stop me from getting you pregnant.”
I can’t tell if he has a breeding kink or if he’s just desperate to tie me to him forever. Either way, there’s no harm in indulging him right now; my birth control will in fact keep me from getting knocked up. I keep my eyes closed as he peppers kisses down my body, and each time his lips graze my skin, I have to keep my eyes from becoming wet. We went years without speaking a single word to each other, and in a matter of months, I’moverwhelmed with big, scary feelings for him all over again. He’s always been clear about his intentions, and for once, I am too. I love him and hate that after this week I won’t know when I’ll see him next. We have to find a way, because I sure as hell am not letting this man go.
As he adds a third finger, curling them just right to have me squirming, it’s both too much and not enough. I shamelessly beg, “I need you.”
“I know.” He playfully nips at my soft stomach, making me giggle. “I just want a quick taste of you, then you can have my cock.”
The room is cold, likely from the hotel trying to conserve heat, but my entire body is on fire under his touch. As he swirls his tongue around my clit, and it takes less than a minute before a wave of pleasure crashes over me, and I’m lost to my orgasm. He’s always known exactly what I need. I struggle to catch my breath, and as he slips his fingers from me, a whine escapes me.
Trailing kisses up my body, Isaac murmurs sweet praises and reminds me how much he loves me. I tangle my fingers in his hair, and as his lips reach mine, I kiss him back harder, needing him closer.
“Always so greedy,” he teases, and I don’t correct him; I’m absolutely greedy when it comes to him. He reaches between us to line his cock up with my entrance, groaning as he presses inside me. My pussy is still fluttering a little, squeezing around him from my orgasm. “Fuck, baby, you feel too good.”
It takes a few thrusts for me to adjust to him, but as he finds the perfect rhythm, he grips my ass to fuck me deeper. Our kisses become messy, uncoordinated, and as I claw at his back, hegrowls into my mouth. His reactions have always made me feel sexy, desired, and downright feral. As he sends me over the edge again, I cry out, barely muffled by his mouth on mine. Between his grunts and my moans, there’s a good chance Aubrey or Tracy can hear us, and I was a fool to believe I could ever be quiet with him. My pussy pulsing his thick cock is enough to have him coming deep inside me, but he doesn’t stop, only slows down.
“One more,” he demands, his continued thrusts prolonging my orgasm. “Give me one more, babygirl.”
“I can’t,” I manage through my broken breaths. Still, he doesn’t stop rocking in and out of me.
“Yes you can. You’re going to take every last drop I give you, then you’re going to come all over my cock like the good fucking girl you are.” My whole body is still buzzing as his cock throbs inside me. He settles deep, then circles my clit with perfect, firm pressure. An aftershock of my orgasm rips through me, and he chuckles darkly. “I told you you could, you can rest for a minute, but I’m nowhere near done with you. I want you to be deliciously sore all day tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow? Oh, fuck,” I groan. “Whatever you have planned will have to wait. I totally forgot to go over my notes for the panel.”
“You didn’t finish drafting your speaking points?”
I scrunch my nose. “No, I got distracted by a very attractive politician in my bed.”
Isaac pulls out of me, making me gasp at the emptiness. He slides off the bed to retrieve my tablet, then hands it to me. I type in my passcode but slip up on the last digit as he lowers his mouth to my pussy.What am I going to do with this man? Howam I supposed to get any work done?I can’t help my desperate moan as he presses two fingers inside me. He drags them out, then trails them lower to my thighs, massaging his release in with the oil from earlier.
“Fuck, I need to taste you. Finish your work, babygirl, or you don’t get to come again.”
A blissful smile paints my face, and my reply escapes me before I can stop it, “Yes, Daddy.”
24
Isaac
Waking up to Livy’s soft, naked body draped over me, I’ve never felt so at peace. It only further cements my decision to do everything in my power to keep her after this week. She’ll be my wife, it’s only a matter of time.
The electricity hasn’t come back on in the convention space, so I’ve had James cancel all of the morning panels. If it’s restored by the afternoon, we’ll still have our roundtable discussions, but I selfishly hope we can cancel everything so Olivia and I will have the entire day to ourselves. I want her close, for as long as we can get away with it.
She stirs, rubbing her cheek against my chest as she tries to get comfortable again. “What time is it?”
“It doesn’t matter,” I quietly reply, kissing the top of her head. “Go back to sleep.”
“I should check in with Wes and Aubrey.” She attempts to reach for her phone, but I hold her tighter. “Isaac!”
“Yes?”
“We can’t spend all morning cuddled up in bed.”
“Why the hell not?”
“Because,” she groans, “We have work to do, and I’m sure the moment Ned finds out you stayed the night, I’m going to get lectured. I need to get ahead of it and talk to Aubrey.”
Livy shimmies out of my hold, and this time, I let her. She’s right—as always—and we should be careful. I prop onto an elbow as I watch her saunter off to the bathroom. She shoots me a teasing glance over her shoulder, biting her lip, and if that isn’t an invitation to bury myself inside her in the shower, I don’t know what is. I’m out of bed in an instant.
Once I’ve pulled two orgasms from her with my mouth, the water begins to cool, so I make quick work of cleaning her up. I’ve always loved washing her and will never tire of taking care of what’s mine. As much as I want to sink myself in her perfect pussy, it’ll need to wait for later. We have work to do, and with any luck, I’ll be staying with her tonight.
