He pulled her close.“Hold you.”
No one spoke for the next several moments as their mouths met, and he savored the feel of her lips and tongue against his.“Taste you.”
As he stroked between her thighs, she realized how slick she’d gotten.“All of you.”
She basked in his touch.“I want that too.For you and for me.”
They kept kissing and stroking each other under the covers, and then Spencer moved down.After dotting kisses and nips along her inner thighs to drive her wild, he finally worked his way in between.She lightly held the back of his head at first, but pulled him close as she felt herself coming.
“Please,” she begged as he kept going.“I’m looking at a few sexless weeks.I need you now.”
He reached into the bedside drawer.The empty condom box clattered to the floor as he retrieved the last one, but he didn’t seem to notice.He was too busy driving her crazy by tracing the tip of his sheathed cock over her clit, just at her entrance, and then barely inside.“This what you want?”
“Spen-cer!”She leaned up to draw him all the way in, reveling in the way he filled her.His laughter faded as things got underway, but her smile never left her face.Minutes later, he pulled out and they lay back, blissed out.It wasn’t going to be easy to be without this for three and a half weeks.
A buzzing sound shocked her out of the afterglow sooner and more abruptly than she would have wanted.“What the hell?”
“Food’s here.”Spencer got out of bed, put on a pair of sweatpants, and went to get the order.Misty stayed in bed, shamelessly enjoying the view.
As the front door closed, she started to rise to join him for dinner.But before she could get up, he was back in the doorway with the bag of food.“If I could’ve had the guy bring the order right to the bed, I would’ve done it.”
“That’s surprisingly lazy for you,” she said, taking the bowl and plastic utensils he handed her.
“Time and place for everything.”He joined her with his meal, carefully balancing the bowl as he lowered himself down.For the next few minutes, what limited conversation there was centered on the spice of the gyoza and the flavor of their ramen.A satisfied hum escaped as she savored a bite of her dinner.The meat fairly melted in her mouth, she could taste the freshness of the noodles, and the spice and umami of the broth perked up her senses.
She opened her eyes to see Spencer looking at her with a feral expression.“What kind did you get?”he asked.
“Spicy miso pork.Taste.”Instead of handing him the spoonful of meat and broth, she held it up to his lips.
He savored the bite, but his expression didn’t change.“How can I concentrate on food when I have you here like this?”
Instead of answering the question, she put her bowl aside so she could get closer to him.He got rid of his own bowl, then wrapped his arms around her.She hooked a leg over him so she was sitting on his lap and circled her hips over him.He pressed up into her, getting her excited.
He gently lifted her off, then reached under the covers to pull his pants off.“I’d rather you did that without these in the way, and I’d rather feel that sweet pussy around me when you do.”
He stroked her.“So wet for me.”
She could have joked that the ramen was that good, but it caught in her throat at the touch of his fingers.He’d gotten her slick enough to slide two fingers inside without effort, and she gasped as he added a third.She’d started riding his hand without even thinking about it.
“God, I wish that was me,” he said, clasping his cock with his free hand.
“I want that too, but didn’t we use your last one?”
“There’s more.I stocked up for today.”He rifled through the drawer until he found a new package of condoms.“See?”
The gesture warmed her heart and nearly brought tears to her eyes.If this was indeed their last night together, she didn’t want to waste a moment of it.
Spencer didn’t seem to notice.He was too busy sheathing himself.Once he was ready, he turned back to her.“How do you want it?”
“I think we’d both rather I did that with nothing in the way.”He sat up against the headboard, and she lowered herself onto him.
In this position, there was no way to hide.They could look directly into each other’s eyes as they fucked, and yet there wasn’t much of that.Spencer was too preoccupied with her breasts, and she was too busy kissing the spot on his neck she’d learned drove him wild, and their lips met every chance they got.
“I never expected this,” she mumbled between kisses.
Spencer swirled his tongue around hers.“I never expected you.”
Whatever Misty could have said to that, it got swept away as her orgasm flooded over her.She clenched around Spencer and cried out.
