I stop by the kitchen to scrub my hands and then I head upstairs, and the second I enter the bedroom, I stop in my tracks.
My Ellie girl has shifted in her sleep. The blankets have slipped, exposing the soft skin of her breasts and stomach, the delicate lines of her waist and hips. Her hair is fanned across my pillow, her lips parted, her breathing slow and even. The room is dim, lit only by the low light from the hallway, but she glows in it like something fucking holy.
My chest pulls tight because she’s gorgeous. The sight hits me so hard I forget to breathe for a second. I shake myself out of my stupor because the ache I feel from not being close to her outweighs everything else right now.
I pull off my coat, my shirt, my jeans. I want it all gone so I can feel her pressed against my bare skin. My eyes never leave hers because I don’t want to miss a single heartbeat of watching her like this. Vulnerable. Peaceful. In my bed. Wearing nothing but the marks of sleep and softness and the faintest hint of pink across her cheeks.
I move closer, and her stomach rises and falls with each gentle breath. She wiggles in her sleep, a tiny sound slipping from her lips that sounds a lot like my name, and the blankets shift just a little more.
My hands curl at my sides. I can’t wait any longer. I have to have her fully, completely. I need to be between her thighs andhave her warm body pressed to mine. Every fucking inch of her. I need to feel her, soft and trusting, in my arms where she belongs. I move toward the bed slowly, careful to be quiet with every step like I’m approaching something delicate and sacred. Because I am. Becausesheis.
I want time to admire her before she wakes up, and the way she was talking before she drifted off to sleep, I think she wants that too. I ease onto the mattress, bracing my weight on my forearm so it barely dips. She doesn’t stir. Not yet, but she will. Her lashes rest against her cheeks, her lips parted just slightly, her hair spread around her like a halo.
She wants me to wake her up like this with kisses. I want to be soft, slow, and so gentle for her, but I don’t know how possible that’s going to be. The need to claim her is tearing through me right now, and the restraint I’m showing should be studied as a fucking superpower.
I lean in, letting my breath fan across her bare shoulder before I even touch her. Her skin is warm, smooth beneath my lips when I finally press the first kiss there, so light I almost don’t feel it.
But she does because she sighs my name sleepily, and my chest tightens.
I kiss her again, just below her shoulder, letting my mouth linger a little longer this time. Then I trail my lips up toward her collarbone, slow and unhurried, tasting the warmth of her skin, breathing her in like she’s the first real breath I’ve taken in years.
She shifts beneath me, her body instinctively moving closer, as if even in her sleep she reaches for me.
I smile against her skin. She has no idea what she does to me, but after tonight she will. I’ll be embedded inside of her in ways she’ll never be able to shake.
I brush my mouth along the ridge of her collarbone, then up the delicate curve of her neck. She tilts her head slightly without waking, giving me more of her, trusting me even in her dreams.
“Ellie girl…” I whisper against her throat, my voice rough with need. My big hand spreads her thighs as gently as I can manage. She’s still so wet for me, and I know that I’m not going to be able to keep this up. I need to fuck her, but I will spend the rest of the night kissing and touching her while she sleeps.
I kiss the spot just below her ear as my fingers sink inside of her sweet, pink pussy. I stroke her soft, slow, worshipful, and her breath catches.
Her eyes flutter open then, startled and searching for me in the dark room. She moans and instantly relaxes when she sees that it’s me, I’m here with her and she’s not dreaming. Ellie whispers my name.
And I know now without question, without a single doubt that I’ll spend every night of my life kissing her awake just like this.
I lay my thick cock along her pussy, seeing how far the tip protrudes onto her belly has me fucking feral to be inside her. I pin her wrists above her head and knock her leg further out so she’s open for me. I rock against her, and the way she moans, arching up like she needs more. I can see the vulnerability in her eyes, like she wants something she doesn’t know how to ask for. I’m going to give her everything she could possibly dream of.
Letting go of her wrists, I drop my weight on top of her, and her eyes widen at the feel of me pressing against the entrance of her pussy. “It’ll fit, baby. I promise.” I slowly rock along her pussy again. Both of us breathe out in pleasure as her arms wrap around my neck. It’s like she’s trying to bring me closer to her, and that’s all the encouragement I need right now. I dip my head and take one of her hardened nipples in my mouth. “Fuck, yourtits are perfect, baby. You’re perfect for me, Ellie,” I praise her in between sucking and lavishing her breasts with my tongue.
“You’re perfect for me, Cillian. How is it possible we fit together like this? Perfectly matched,” she moans out in that sleepy voice I love. She’s arching up and pressing her chest up to my mouth. I feel her legs lift, wrapping around my hips, making it easier for my cock to slide along her pussy. When I rub against her clit, she cries out softly, and it’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard in my entire life. I jerk my hips and the length of my cock passing over her clit. She’s close to coming just from me rubbing against her and my mouth on her nipples. I need her to come so I can plunge inside of her, because I know I’m not going to last very long at all with how tight my girl is.
I move my mouth, flicking my tongue on the pert nipple of her other breast. “There isn’t any part of your body that I don’t want to kiss.” I suck her nipple into my mouth and bite down gently. She groans, lifting her hips, and the head of my cock slips inside before it meets resistance. “Oh, my God,” I groan and flick my tongue, pulling my lips off of her nipple before drawing it back in.
“I need more, Cillian. I need…I don’t know what I need, but I need you,” she tells me, and I bite down on the sensitive bud and reach between us to rub her clit in slow circles. I need to help Ellie come before I fuck her. I know that it’s going to hurt her, and I need to know that I at least brought her some pleasure tonight.
She reaches between us, and I feel her soft fingertips against the base of my dick, and I lose it. It’s clear she’s never done this before, but that just makes me harder, it only makes my cock throb and my hips jerk forward pressing a little deeper inside of her. Ellie hisses at the intrusion, and I shift my hand so that my thumb can stroke over the bundle of nerves that has her cryingout. When I feel her body jerk and her pussy squeeze around my cock, I tell her, “You’re my good fucking girl.”
She arches up against me, and I slip a little further inside of her. I know that going slow will probably hurt her more than if I just push all the way inside.
Despite the fact that her body is still reeling, Ellie is worried about me. “I want you to feel good too, Cillian,” she whispers softly. “Tell me what to do. I don’t know what will make you feel good,” she whispers, and I can hear how embarrassed she is about her inexperience, and that makes my heart race.
She wouldn’t let anyone else touch her this way, but she wants me, and that makes me feel like fucking king of the world right now.
I lean forward and press a kiss to her cheek and then her neck and finally her lips. “I need you to tell me if you need me to stop, okay?” Ellie doesn’t say anything, but I feel her nodding. “Good girl. Wrap your legs. Do you want me to fuck you?” I ask her, pleased with how quickly she obeys me.
“Please fuck me, Cillian,” she says, and I can hear how sleepy she’s getting now that she’s come all over the tip of my dick.
“Don’t fall asleep yet baby. I’m going to fuck you, and I’m going to come inside your pussy, okay?” Ellie’s eyes widen at my words, and my dick twitches. She’s not on birth control. I’d know if she was, and the thought of fucking and filling her unprotected is enough to make my cock throb. I don’t want anything protecting her sweet pussy from me. It’s mine, and nothing will separate us.
