“Simone—”
“Please.” I look up at him through my lashes as I settle between his legs. “I want to remind you how good we are together.”
He groans, his head falling back against the couch as I unbuckle his belt. When I free his tattooed cock, it's already hard and leaking at the tip, the piercing gleaming in the light of the sconces.
I take him into my mouth without preamble, hollowing my cheeks as I work him with lips and tongue. His hands tangle in my hair, not pushing me down onto his length, just holding me.
“Fuck,” he gasps. “I forgot how incredible your mouth feels.”
I hum around him, and the vibration makes him twitch. I work him slowly, thoroughly, until he's trembling beneath me.
“Enough,” he growls, pulling me up. “I need to be inside you.”
“Yes,” I breathe.
He flips our positions, laying me back against the cushions. His hands make quick work of my panties, tearing the delicate silk in his haste.
“I'll buy you more,” he says unapologetically.
“I don't care.” I pull him down for another kiss. “Just love me, Az.”
He positions himself at my entrance, his eyes locked on mine. “Always,” he vows, then pushes inside with one smooth thrust.
We both groan at the sensation. He feels perfect, filling me completely, the piercing adding such delicious friction.
“Move,” I plead. “Please, Az.”
He sets a slow, smooth rhythm that has me clinging to his shoulders. Every thrust sends pleasure spiraling through me, building toward an orgasm that might just kill me.
“I love you,” he whispers against my ear. “So fucking much.”
“Show me,” I gasp back.
He shifts slightly, changing the angle, and suddenly, he's hitting that perfect spot inside me with every stroke. I cry out, my back arching.
“There?” he asks smugly.
“Oui. Right there. Don't stop.”
He doesn't. He drives into me relentlessly, his thumb finding my clit and circling in time with his thrusts. The dual stimulation quickly becomes too much.
“Az,” I warn, feeling my climax approaching.
“Come for me, little fairy. Let me feel you.”
His words push me over the edge. I shatter around him, my inner walls clenching as waves of pleasure crash through me. He follows immediately, burying his face in my neck as he empties himself inside me with a broken moan.
We stay locked together for long moments, both of us breathing hard.
“Better?” he asks eventually, pressing soft kisses to my throat.
“Much.” I run my fingers through his hair. “Though we're not done yet.”
He lifts his head to look at me, eyebrow raised. “Oh?”
I give him a wicked smile. “You said you could come as many times as needed. I’m about to test that theory.”
His answering grin is pure predator, making my insides quiver. “Challenge accepted.”
