“I restarted the movie, so you could watch with me. It’s one of my favorites, based on a book by an amazing author.”
“Really. Cool. Let’s watch it.”
She gave him a sheepish look. “Uh. It’s a romance. I hope you don’t mind.”
“Not at all. Whatever you want to watch.” He pressed his knee into the cushion near her feet. “Skootch forward, so I can lay behind you.” He slid into place as she moved forward on the wide cushion. He slid his arm beneath her neck, put his other hand on her hip and pulled her back to his front. “That’s better. You good?”
She nodded, then pushed play on the remote.
He slid his hand up her hip and under her shirt, laying his palm spread across her warm abdomen. “It feels so good to have you close and my hand on your skin.”
She squirmed, her ass brushing his dick, making him hard.
“Be still, sweetheart, or we’re going to miss the movie.”
She rolled her hips again. “I’m feeling kind of…restless.”
This time he thrust his hard cock against the seam of her ass. “Do you mean empty?”
“Yes. All I’ve thought about is you coming home and the things we did last night, this morning. What we could do again.”
He growled in her ear. “Do you want me to make you come again?” He’d make her come as many times as she could handle it. He loved the sounds she made, the way her whole body bowed then relaxed. The way her lips parted, her tongue darting out to swipe across her bottom lip before she bit it.
She was so damn sexy, he was nearly ready to blow just thinking of her coming apart for him this morning.
She rubbed her ass against his thick cock. “I want you inside me.” She tried to turn, but ended up shifting her sore shoulder, hissing out her pain.
“Be still. Let me do all the work.”
“But I want—”
“You’ll get it. Every inch. I promise. But we’re going to do it my way. I don’t want to hurt you. I can’t handle hurting you. So be still and let me do this.” With one arm under her shoulders, he lifted her enough for him to slide under her, settling herhead on his shoulder, her back to his chest. He used his feet to get her legs on top of his. It took a little maneuvering and her help to slide her leggings and panties past her hips. He used his foot to push them to her ankles. He shimmied out of his sweats, using the same maneuver with his foot, but kicked his sweats off. “Drop your feet on the outside of my legs.”
She did what she was told.
He spread his legs, making hers open, leaving her pussy open and bare, ready for his touch. So he slid his hands down both sides of her, over her hips and part of her thighs, making sure not to touch her bruises or stitches.
“Hawk, that feels so good.” She squirmed, needing more.
He loved touching her. “Are you wet for me?” His aching cock was pressed along the seam of her ass, begging to dive deep into her welcoming warmth.
“Yes. Please. I need you. I missed you so much today.” The softly whispered confession made his heart flutter and swell with a feeling that he’d never felt for any other woman. Not like this.
He lightly traced circles over her skin, bringing his hand closer to her core and the heaven it promised. He slid his fingers over her mound, dipping lower over her soft lips, then sliding up her slit. Her juices coated his fingertips and he brushed them over her clit, making her sigh and moan with every little touch. “You like that.”
“More.” With her on her back on top of him, she couldn’t really touch him, but her fingertips skimmed his forearms up and down before she slid her hand to her side and ran it up and down his waist and hip. Her bare skin against his set off electrical pulses through his system, revving him up.
But she needed to be ready, so he plunged one finger, then two into her tight channel. “You squeeze me so good.” She’d be a tight fit.
He’d have to go slow, work his way in. But first he’d make her come to make it easier on her.
He pumped his fingers inside her as she rocked against his hand, using him to get herself off. He loved the wild and free way she was with him, not waiting for him to do the job, but letting herself go and reveling in the pleasure he brought her.
“That’s it, baby. Take what you need.” He circled her clit with his other hand, starting slow and letting things build as he applied more pressure.
“Yes. Like that. God, that feels so good. I’ve never orgasmed without a vibrator before.”
He'd gotten her off this morning with his mouth and fingers. She’d come on his hand again, then he’d fuck her to orgasm, too. No way he left her hanging. Not ever.
