“I thought you wanted my mouth around your dick,” I say while wrapping my legs around him and taking in the desire blazing in his eyes.
“It turns out I can’t wait to fuck you.” His fingers dig into my ass. “Hold on tight,” is all I get before his mouth crushes to mine and he thrusts inside me.
Oh, holy god.
The guttural sound he makes on that first thrust is a sound I live for. He doesn’t make it every time he fucks me, but when he does, I almost come straight away. I hope I’m still causing that sound when we’re old and grey.
When Scott told me to hold on tight, he meant it. God knows where he gets his energy from, but even after a long, tiring day, this man has it in him to fuck me good. He pounds into me while kissing me and losing himself in the pleasure.
I come again, and as my pussy clenches around his dick he makes another purely masculine noise that I will never tire of hearing and then comes.
He pulls his mouth from mine and bends his face to kiss my collarbone. He stills, burying his face in my neck and pressing his mouth to my skin.
I curve my hand around the nape of his neck and thread my fingers up into the back of his hair. God, I love this man. With every fibre of my being.
“It turns out I love banging a forty-five-year-old,” I say.
He kisses my neck one last time before lifting his face to mine and giving me more of those eye crinkles. “Banging, huh?”
It’s not a word I’ve ever used. I make a mental note to find all new words because I love amusing him. “It seemed fitting for what you just did. You wanna go again? I mean, you said you could go all night, right?” I also strive to help ease the tension that lives in Scott’s mind and body. Making him smile always helps.
“I may have been wrong about that.”
“Oh, no. That’s awful. What do you think will be the next to go after your penis?”
This earns me a chuckle and a shake of his head. I’ve also never used the word penis when referring to Scott’s dick.
He lets me down and says, “Get your ass in the shower and we’ll see if my penis has it in him to go again. And Harlow?”
I smile sweetly at him. “Yes?”
He grips the back of my neck and pulls me in for another rough kiss. “I fuckin’ love you but if you keep this old shit up, we’re gonna have some trouble to sort out.”
And there goes my heart and my body and my entire soul.
I grip his biceps while staring into the eyes I could stare into for every second of the rest of my life. “I love you too and I hope we have lots of trouble for you to sort out. You’re my favourite type of trouble.”
15
NASH & VELVET
VELVET’S POV
Ten years after they met
December 27
“Velvet,thank you so much for coming today. I hope you’re enjoying yourself.”
I meet the gaze of Gladys Harper, one of Nash’s and my neighbours, and smile. “I am, Gladys.”
She invited us over today to help welcome our newest neighbour, Sue, into the neighbourhood. Gladys is eighty-one. She’s very proper. She’s also lovely and kind, and I worry about her getting older and living on her own with no family to check in on her. I said yes to coming over mostly so I could see her. I know she spent Christmas alone after declining my invitation to join us for dinner, and I hate knowing she was by herself. She does seem okay today, though, so that’s good.
“Oh, good, dear. I’m very glad to hear that.” She glances across her living room to where my husband is talking to Celiaand Mark, the young couple who live two doors down from us. “Nash appears to be enjoying himself too.”
Nash didn’t want to come today. He gave me some longwinded story about wanting to go and look at possible birthday presents for Zeke who is turning seven next month. I promised him that we’d come, chat for a bit, check on Gladys, and then leave. We’d be quick. I hadn’t realised that Gladys was going to fill her home with so many people and go all out with the entertaining. Where I imagined a cup of tea and maybe a piece of cake, Gladys has platters and platters of food, and it’s clear that she’s hoping everyone will stay for an extended amount of time.
I pull my gaze from Nash and meet Gladys’s smile again. “He does look like he’s having a good time. Thank you for having us over today.”
