I nod. “Too good."
She rocks her hips, this position forcing her to drag her clit along my pelvic bone with each stroke. My hand keeps a firm grasp on her hair, the other rolling her breast in my hand.
“Yeah,” she gasps, her eyes closed. “Fuck, I missed you.”
She continues that sliding, dragging motion, her slippery cunt stroking up and down the length of my cock. She wanted to pleasure me, yes, but right now it feels like she’s using me to get off, to pleasure herself, and that somehow that’s even sexier.
For all my bravado and bossiness, she’s firmly in charge. Her pace doesn’t change, even at my urging, even as I break out in sweat and let out a frustrated grunt, eager for release.
Her fingernails dig into my chest as her moans become higher in pitch. She trembles, her hips suddenly jerking in a faster rhythm.
“That’s it, love,” I murmur, gripping her hair harder. “Fuck, I need you to come for me.”
“Fuck, oh my god,fuck,” she gasps, and then her cunt spasms around me, my own climax meeting hers. She digs her nails hard into my skin, gasping against the curve of my jaw, before slumping onto my chest.
I release her hair, letting it cascade over her shoulder, and throw my arms down on the bed.
“Christ, I needed that,” I breathe, and Mia chuckles.
With a sudden gasp she jerks away from me, lifting her weight from my chest.
“Shit, your rib! Am I-”
I clap my arms around her and shove her back against me. “You stay right fucking there until I’m done with you. My rib can get fucked.”
She sighs happily, nuzzling against my neck. “Whatever you say.”
I stroke my hands over her hair, and take a deep breath. “Hey.”
She lifts her head and gazes at me dreamily.
“I love you.” The words slip out so easily, and maybe they’re the wrong thing to say.
Mia’s eyebrows lift, the corners of her mouth curving into a smile, before resting her chin on my chest.
“Took you long enough.”
I cough out a laugh. “You cheeky little sod. Here I was thinking it was the wrong thing to say, that it was too soon, andthat’syour response?”
She caresses my chest with her fingertips and shrugs. “How can it be too soon? Love’s only a feeling, innit.”
“I think there was a song called that back in the day.”
“Probably,” she says with a giggle. “But it’s true. There’s no timestamp on how you feel. No one says,Oh, it's too soon to be angry. How can it be too soon to say, I love you?”
I run a hand over her beautiful head with a chuckle. “You are far too clever for me, you know that?”
“I know. Lucky for you I see caring for the elderly as my duty.”
She shrieks as I seize her in my arms and roll her onto her back.
“Dom, your bloody rib, oh my god!”
“I told you,” I say, pinning her to the bed by her wrists. “My rib can get fucked.”
She laughs and screeches as I kiss and suck on her neck, wriggling furiously underneath me.
“Now, say it back,” I growl.
