“Morning, Hubby.” Her voice was adorably rough. “The insanity wasn’t just temporary then?”
My brow furrowed. “Insanity?”
She shrugged, reaching to lock her hands behind my neck. “I heard you, the morning after last time, telling Lucian that sleeping with me was ‘temporary insanity’.”
I studied her sleepy face, searching for a sign of how she felt about what she’d just said. Her lips were slightly thinner than they’d been a moment ago, and there was something in her eyes. Wariness, I thought …
I realised that I knew her well enough to be able to read those subtleties in her face, and my heart thrummed with rightness as my mouth stretched into a goofy smile.
“I called it temporary insanity that morning because it was crazy that I’d convinced myself that just one night with you would be enough for me.”
And there was the little flush inching across her face. My grin widened as her hands slid down, toying with the neckline of my T-shirt.
“So … how many nights do you think you’ll need then?” she asked tentatively.
All of them.
I swallowed, knowing that if the words on the tip of my tongue slipped out, I might just ruin this tentative rule-free version of us before we’d had a chance to explore it.
“You don’t need to answer that,” she muttered, her hands falling away. Heart lurching, I captured them, pressing them against my chest where my heart drummed a nervous rhythm.
“I’m scared,” I confessed. Her eyebrows shot up, but I stumbled onwards before I could lose my nerve. “I’m worried that the truth will frighten you off, Catnip.”
Her expression relaxed, and a cheeky little smile played at the edges of her mouth. “At the risk of scaring you off, I don’t think I can count high enough to tell you how many nights I need with you.”
I lifted her hand to my lips, kissing her palm. “Let’s not count then, and just …”
“Just?” she prompted, snuggling closer, brushing against my groin and making me suck in a breath.
“Just this.” I found her mouth, circling my hands around her waist and tugging her over me until her knees were either side of my hips, and the heat of her was pressed exactly where I needed it. My dick jerked, and she hissed, breaking away from my mouth.
“Always so ready for me,” she crooned, tugging my T-shirt up, raking her nails over my abs. I shuddered with the intense pleasure of that sensation.
“Ready for you to do what, exactly?” I grated as she rocked herself over me, lifting her pyjama top off and tossing it aside. Blood surged to my groin at the sight of her perfect breasts.
“To bounce on your boner, of course,” she purred, and my chuckle immediately turned to a groan when she lifted herself away from me,expertly slipping out of her pants, then tugging mine down just enough that my dick sprang free.
And then she was over me, gloving me in that tight, slippery heat.
“Fuck,” I cursed, gripping her hips.
“I think that’s the first time I’ve heard you say that.” She wriggled, taking me deeper, and I slid my palms up her belly to cup her tits.
“It’s the only word that seems appropriate when you’re on top of me, and I can play with the most beautiful breasts I’ve ever seen.” I pinched her nipples gently, delighting in the mewling sound she made and the gush of wet heat that slid her all the way onto me.
“I love feeling you so deep in me,” she whispered, rolling her hips and sending zings of pleasure shooting outwards from where our bodies joined.
“I think you love this too.” I pinched harder, and she bit down on her lip. Her pupils expanded, turning those sea-blue eyes inky. I grinned, soothing them with the pads of my thumbs. “I think you’ll come with me working these tight little nipples, and you’ll soak my cock with your orgasm.”
The flush that spread down her face, onto her chest, turning her breasts rosy had heat blossoming in my balls. I bit the inside of my cheek to hold my orgasm at bay.
“Keep talking dirty to me, Hubby,” she pleaded, tilting her hips in a way that had her crying out, and me aching to explode inside her.
Not until she comes.
“I need to feel that tight little pussy squeezing me, Catnip. And when I do, I’m going to come in you so hard it will still be dripping out of you when I fuck you again tonight.”
“Henry … oh …o Doamne!” She arched her back, and as she started clenching around me, my eyes flew to her pussy, watching as she soaked the base of me with her orgasm.
