I felt her nod before her cheeks hollowed out once more and my abs tightened. Her warmth encompassed me so completely that I was almost jealous she had already been with Trooper. Not completely, though. It wouldn’t have been the first time the three of us had shared someone.
It was just the first time I wanted to keep it that way.
“Fucking Christ,” I hissed. “That mouth of yours. You’ll be lucky if you go a day without sucking my dick ever again.”
She came up for air and panted. “Bring it on, then.”
I chuckled before another hiss fell from my lips. The way she had moaned my name only minutes before echoed off the caverns of my mind as my balls pulled up into my body. My toes curled. My back arched. My teeth ground together as growls and groans bubbled up the back of my throat. Every muscle in my body locked out, readying for blast-off as her throat closed around my cock.
Before my eyes rolled into the back of my head.
“Naomi,” I growled. “Naomi, goddamn it, just like that.”
The effervescent ecstasy that flooded my veins darkened my gaze. My body collapsed in a fit of sweat and juices as our intermingled scent swirled all around us. Her name fell from my lips, over and over, like a chanted prayer to a God I finally believed in. I only knew her. I only understood her. And as my back crashed back down to the bed, all I believed in… was her.
Naomi.
My lucky girl.
“Jesus Christ,” I choked out.
She giggled as she placed her chin against my abs. “It’s Naomi, but I guess I’ll take it.”
I snickered as a smile spread across my face. A genuine smile.
The kind of smile that only my knives pulled from me.
“Sharp as a blade, you are,” I murmured.
She kissed just beneath my belly button. “Like one of your knives?”
I chuckled. “My knives can’t suck my soul through my dickhole, lucky girl.”
She barked with laughter, and the sound made me smile even more. “Will you stay here for a bit?”
I reached down and slid my fingers into her hair. “I’ll stay here as long as you’d like.”
She climbed up my body, like an ant on the side of a tree, and when her head fell against my raging heartbeat, I blanketed her in my arms. With her legs parted, her knees on either side of my hips, my cock stood there, ready for yet another round as the heat of her naked pussy teased my belly button. I kept my cool, though.
There would be plenty of time for him to get what he wanted.
“I’m right here,” I whispered as I stroked my fingers through her hair.
She buried her face into the crook of my neck and nodded, but the only sound that poured from between her lips was a yawn. I rolled us over, placing her onto her side, and all she did was slip that soft, sensuous leg of hers between my own. With my dick finally getting the picture, I scooted closer to her. Close enough that I felt her heart beating against my own.
And as I laid there, softly stroking the knots out of her hair that I had created myself, silence gave way to her soft snoring.
Before her body completely went limp.
“There we go,” I whispered.
I couldn’t help myself. I kissed the top of her head before scooting away, and I did my best to cover her up with the comforter that had gotten trapped beneath her ass.
“Never thought I’d be jealous of a comforter,” I groaned as I stuffed my dick back into my jeans, “but here we are.”
I stood there, watching her shoulders rise and fall with her even breaths. No tears. No hiccups. No sadness of any sort. Just the heated bliss of her orgasms still peppering her cheeks as her tired body laid there, recuperating from an aerobics class I wanted to attend every damn day for the rest of my life.
What has this woman done to me?
