“Gorgeous. Gorgeous, love. I’m so lucky I get you like this.”
“I’m so close.” I find purchase in his hair, grabbing hold of the short strands. He doesn’t stop. His tongue and fingers work me over, twisting and turning, to push me right over the edge as my orgasm flashes through me.
It’s like my entire body is made of electricity, zinging and pulsing as Simon strokes me through an intense orgasm. My entire body goes lax as he sits back on his feet.
“I rather enjoy adoring you.” Simon drops a kiss on my stomach before standing, wiping a hand over his mouth. It’s the hottest thing—seeing my release coating his lips.
Shucking off his pants, Simon grabs a condom and rolls it down his leaking cock. If I thought I was needy before, it’s nothing compared to now.
Even the one orgasm isn’t enough to quell the need I feel for this man. Seeing how hard I make Simon gets me ready for round two.
Taking me in his arms, he lies back against the headboard. His lips find mine in a lazy kiss. Hands roaming, our tongues tangle as I taste the evidence of how good this man makes me feel.
I drink him in, needing every bit of him that I can get. His cock is rock-hard between my thighs.
“You ready for round two, love?” Simon pulls back, brushing my hair off my face.
Reaching down, I take his dick in hand and line myself up. I sink down, slow inch by slow inch until he fills me up, stretching me in the best possible way.
“Fuck. You feel incredible,” Simon hisses. He rotates his hips. “So fucking good.”
Wrapping his arms around me, I set a lazy pace. My movements are small, and I revel in how good he feels inside me.
His hands grasp my ass, moving me over him.
Our breaths mix as our shared desire builds.
It’s like a living thing inside me. I can’t get enough of this man.
“You going to come for me again?” His accent is thicker. The need in his voice is apparent. His thumb strums my clit.
My movements become more frenzied the closer I get to my second release of the night.
“So close.” I nibble on his lip. My fingers dig into his pecs, trying to hold on as this man takes me over the cliff once again.
“Simon! Oh God, Simon.”
A few more hard pumps and Simon is coming right along with me.
“Fuck.” His neck is strained as the vein there throbs.
I cling to Simon as he holds me through my release. My entire body is spent in the best possible way. There’s no way I’ll ever get enough of this man in the short time we have left.
Slipping out, Simon lays me on the bed before heading to the bathroom. My eyes stay glued on the tight globes of his ass, drinking him in.
His smile is playful as he comes back. The moonlight dances across his skin as he leans over me, cleaning me up. The gentleness of his touch has my heart banging around in my chest.
What have I done to deserve this man?
Settling in next to me, Simon pulls the duvet over us. I snuggle into his side, his arms wrapping around me, happily sated from another orgasm.
“Thank you,” I whisper into his chest.
Strong fingers rake through my hair. “You never need to thank me, love.”
Sleep starts to tug at my consciousness. Lying here in Simon’s arms, I feel safe. Cared for. Loved, even. It’s like everything I’ve been missing has been dropped into my arms.
“I’d adore you every fucking day if I could.” Simon’s whispered words are the last thing I hear before sleep takes me.
