She let out a relieved sigh, nodding her head. “Sorry,” she muttered. “I’m sure you’re used to women who can take you easily.”
“Don’t talk about other women or men for that matter while I’m inside you, Princess.” I rolled my hips as her lips parted in a silentO.
We moved slowly, leisurely, her mouth finding mine as my cock filled her again and again.
I’d never had sex like it. Soft, gentle, the opposite of everything I usually craved. But this, this was everything. My body tingled, her kisses drove me wild and when she raked her hands through my hair, it pushed me to the edge of an abyss I was happy to fall into with her.
Our breathless pants filled the air as her walls tightened around me and she came. The rush of her arousal was so hard, squirting over my cock, that I came as well, filling her again.Burying her face in my neck, she murmured my name, kissing me softly while her heart rate settled.
“I like having you inside me,” she whispered.
“I’d happily stay inside you forever, but do you want to go clean up?”
“Maybe. Then can we eat?”
“We can eat, princess. I’ll make us something.”
“My hero.”
Fern
“You wanna come for a run with me this morning?” I asked Charlie, pulling on my sneakers. “I’ve cleared it with Jarrid and there is a two-mile trail that they have eyes on, so we can run without you panicking that I’ve been kidnapped or fallen to my death.”
Charlie sat in the living room, dressed in just his underwear, his knee bouncing repetitively. I’d noticed it more and more the longer we were here, along with tapping his fingers on the nearest surface and pacing back and forth when he thought I wasn’t looking.
“If you have the energy to run, then I’m obviously not fucking you enough.” He winked.
“Myth Maker, I’ve had more sex in the last twenty-four hours than I’ve probably had in my entire life, but I’m getting cabin fever. Come with me.” I sat on the coffee table, placing my hand on his knee to still his movements.
“Fine, but only because I want to watch your boobs bounce when you run.”
“Classy.”
“And your fine ass.”
I sighed, but really I loved the attention and how much he seemed to worship my body. “Go put some clothes on. You’ll scare the seagulls looking like that.”
“Cheeky. I’ll put something on if you promise to let me have my wicked way with you when we get back.”
“Maybe.” I winked, pulling on my cap and sunglasses while I waited for him. A few minutes later, he was back, dressed in some black shorts, a black sweater, and a cap pulled low on his head.
“Come on then, two miles and then back.”
I nudged him playfully. “I never said that.” Charlie frowned. “I was planning on running it five times. Are you not up for it, old man?”
“I’m cutting off your coffee. You have way too much energy. Come on then, let’s go.”
We ran the trail the first three times in silence, both of us listening to our earpods, lost in our own worlds, but halfway through the fourth time Charlie stopped, leaning over on his thighs, his chest heaving. “Gonna die,” he groaned. I handed him the bottle of water I’d been carrying and watched as he downed half of it before pouring some into his hand and splashing it over his face.
“How often do you run?” he panted.
“Every day. If I can’t get out, I usually do it in the gym at the office.”
“The label has a gym?” he spluttered.
A smile spread across my face. “The label has a lot of things. You’d know about how amazing the building is if you ever bothered to come in.”
“Ah, and there she is. Ballbreaker. Bossy bugger. I’m glad to see you’re finding her again.”
