She bent down and kissed me. “You’re too much.”
Smacking her thigh, I ordered, “You already know what to do.”
Demi stood up and shimmied out of her pants, giving me an unfettered view of her freshly-waxed pussy. I took full advantage, pulling her closer, and licking her slit. Her legs buckled but I held her upright as I feasted on her until she came.
She dropped to her knees. “Like I said,” she whispered, “too much.”
I gripped her hips as she reached over, grabbed the condom, and slid it over my dick. She lowered herself on me. We made love hard and fast, our eyes locked on each other. It didn’t take long, and soon she came, with my name on her lips.Just the way it should always be. And I was right behind her.
A moment passed before Demi met my gaze again. She brushed her finger down the bridge of my nose. “I could get used to this.” She kissed me. “It’s crazy, isn’t it?”
I traced the line of her collarbone. “In a way.”
“I never expected this to happen.”
“I’m not sorry.”
Demi studied me. “Me neither.” She wrapped her arms around me. “I do have one question, though.”
“What is it?”
She shifted. “Oh,” she gasped. My dick was hard and ready. “You tryin’ to hold me hostage? I have years to make up for.”
“I’m with it.”
“Oh boy,” she rolled off me, glancing down at my erection. “Put that away.” She covered me up. “I need a shower.” She looked over at me. “Should we, um, talk or something?”
“What do you want to talk about?”
Demi hugged her legs, resting her chin on her knees. “Are we…? What are we to each other?”
I sat up. “What we’ve always been,” I answered.
“Not really.”
I nodded. “Yeah, we are.”
“Explain.”
Gripping her legs, I pulled her closer. “You’ve always been important. That hasn’t changed.”
“Of course, but we had good sex. And you like me.” She closed her eyes as a grin formed on her lips. “A lot.”
“I’ve always liked you a lot.”
“No, you…” She nodded. “You want me.”
“You’re sure about that?” I teased.
“Duke!” She smacked my shoulder and jabbed a finger in my chest. “Don’t play with me. I will kick your ass.”
“I don’t doubt it.” I picked up her palm and kissed her wrist, right at the pulse point. “I do want you.”
“Right. So what does that mean?”
“It means that I’m not trying to go back to last week, or even yesterday. I don’t need time tothinkabout it. I already know I want to spend my days and my nights with you. I want to take you out on dates. I want to cook for you. I want to make love to you.”
“All night?”
