He looks as bad as I do. “Had to go for a drive.”
“Prime, you can’t disappear like that on me. Please, not right now.”
“I know, baby. I’m sorry. I should’ve called. Did you wait up?”
“All night.”
He sighs and looks genuinely regretful. “Wasn’t my intention to scare you.”
“What happened?”
“Let’s get me some of that coffee and I’ll tell you everything.”
“Prime—“
“Please, baby, I’m running on fumes.”
I touch his face, hating myself for being so soft with this man. He deserves an ass kicking. Instead, I kiss him, nibbling his lower lip as his hand presses against the small of my back, aware that he’s dealing with enough right now and doesn’t need me making it any worse.
“Come on, I made the good stuff.”
“That fancy Whole Foods shit?”
“You know it.”
He exhales happily and drinks deeply after I get him a big travel cup. We sit together on the couch and I think he’ll start telling me what happened, but instead he drags me down into his lap, making me straddle him, his hands on my ass cupping tightly.
“What are you doing?”
“Blowing off steam.”
“Prime, stop it.” I try to move away but he catches me by the hair and keeps me in place. “You’re supposed to tell me where you’ve been.”
“We have plenty of time to talk.”
“And plenty of time to do whatever you’re thinking.”
“That’s where we disagree.” He kisses my neck.
“Come on. I look like shit. You can’t be into me right now.”
He nibbles up to my mouth, kissing the corner of my lips. “That’s where you’re wrong.” He kisses me and I reluctantly taste his tongue. It sends a sharp pang of desire into my core. “I always want you, baby.”
“What a bad line.”
“But it’s true. You look so fucking incredible all the time. It kills me, what I’ll do for you.”
“Whatwereyou doing?”
“Later. After I’ve had my fill.”
“Prime—“
He bites my lower lip to shut me up. I whimper as he kisses me, pulls my top off, throws it aside. His mouth finds my nipples, sucking gently, licking and swirling around, and fuck him, fuck him for making me wait, for leaving me here terrified he wasn’t coming home, only for him to show up and touch me like this, to make me want him too. I grind into his lap, groaning as he sucks my chest, switching breasts, other hand tugging my hair until I’m leaning my hands back on his knees, back arched.
He turns, pinning me down on the couch, and pulls off my sweats. His mouth devours my inner thigh, moving up my belly, up to my mouth. His hard dick presses against my soaking, warm pussy, grinding into me, making me groan as I dig my fingers into his back.
“I realized something tonight,” he whispers, hand moving down between my legs. His fingers flick and tease, slip inside my panties, part my lips and slide inside me with practiced ease. Igasp at how good it feels to be touched and taken. “We don’t have forever, do we? No matter what, we have right now.”
