Then I decide to just tell her the truth. “It would’ve been more,” I admit.
Her eyes widen as I brush my thumb along her cheek.
“If you hadn’t looked so peaceful,” I finish, voice rough. “It was so hard to stop touching you once you fell asleep.”
Her hand comes up then, warm against my jaw as she cups my face. “You know,” she murmurs softly, “I wouldn’t mind… being woken up that way.”
My eyebrow shoots up as she continues saying, “With you touching me.”
Then my fingers start moving again, dancing lightly across her skin where my hand still rests along her side.
“Or kissing you?” I ask, dipping my head to press a kiss to her belly, flicking my tongue out to let her know so much I want to taste every inch of her.
Her cheeks turn pink immediately, and I swear to God she’s the cutest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
A slow smile pulls at my mouth. “I could do that, Livy,” I murmur, lowering my voice. “I could wake you up that way.” My fingers drift up to find one of her nipples, toying and teasing until her mouth parts. “Would you like that, baby?”
She watches me carefully now, her breathing just a little uneven, but she doesn’t make a sound. “If I was so feral for you that I couldn’t wait a few minutes to wake you up?” I continue quietly.
My mouth lowers closer to hers. “I’d need to press my lips to your skin too much to take the time to wake you up. I’d need to fill your tight pussy, feel you gripping me.”
She gasps softly, and that’s all it takes. I shift up, bracing myself on my forearms so I’m hovering over her, and then I kiss her again.
Harder this time, and she kisses me back just as eagerly, her hands sliding into my hair as our mouths move together again and again. Every time I pull away for air she chases me, pulling me back down like she can’t stand the space between us.
Which is fucking perfect, because neither can I.
But just as the kiss starts to deepen, just as I’m about to say fuck it and push inside of her wet heat…
My phone rings.
The sound cuts through the room, and I’m going to fucking murder whoever is on the other line.
Livy’s mouth is still against mine when she murmurs softly, “You should get that after everything last night, it might be important.”
I groan.
I absolutely do not want to stop kissing her.
The phone stops ringing.
For half a second I think whoever it is has given up, but then it immediately starts ringing again. I drop my forehead against my beautiful girl’s with another groan.
“Un-fucking-believable.” I’m making a huge deal like we didn’t make love literally the whole night, but in my defense, I needed just one more time to take the edge off.
And one more after that.
I roll onto my back, pulling her with me so she ends up sitting on my stomach. Her hair falls forward over her shoulders as she steadies herself with her hands on my chest. My arm wraps loosely around her waist while I reach blindly toward the nightstand with the other.
My phone vibrates angrily against the wood when I grab it. My free hand slides up Livy’s thigh so slow and lazy and then over her hip and up her stomach.
I can’t stop touching her even for ten seconds, or I’ll absolutely die.
My fingers find her nipple when I realize that it’s a video request from my friend’s girlfriend. I use the term friend loosely because he’s my brother’s friend, and I just tolerate him. His girlfriend is nice, but if you ask me, there has to be something mentally unstable about her if she’s able to deal with him for more than a few minutes.
“Don’t move, it’s a video,” I mutter absently and groan when Livy shifts back, her bare ass sliding across my rigid cock. Her knees are braced on either side of my hips, hair falling forward as she looks down at me, one hand still resting on my chest.
My phone rings angrily in my hand, and I huff, swiping to answer.
