Tate’s voice is husky with sleep when he murmurs, “This is a nice way to wake up. I’ve never had a girl sleep over before.”
I don’t know what to say so I stay silent, biting my lip as his fingers brush across my pointed nipple through the fabric of the t-shirt I’m wearing.
“You’re so warm, so soft.”
The hand wrapped around my waist slides under the band of the boxers I’m wearing to trace my hip bone. I try and stay silent and still, afraid to break his sleepy trance as his fingers skate over my skin.
He breathes a low growl against my neck and then his lips close over my skin, sending a tremor through my body and I feel his lips curve in a smile as he grinds his hard length against my ass.
“Wanna start the day off right? We can get each other off, no strings.”
When I still don’t respond, his fingers slide down and move in slow circles against my lower belly. He’s so damn close to where I’m aching to be touched that my hips move the slightest bit to get closer to his hand. His low laugh fills my ear as he bites down softly on my earlobe.
“Gotta say yes if you want more, baby girl. Even fake girlfriends need to give consent.”
His low voice is like a secret in my ear. Like this will be just between us. A moment outside the deal we have between us. I’m not stupid, I know this won’t mean anything but I desperately want to have it. I want to erase the disappointment I had with Hunter with what I know will be a better memory. Also, my pussy is aching and begging me to say yes so I give in. I give in and press back against him and breathe out, “Yes.”
He murmurs “Good girl” as his hand leaves my boxers so he can push them down and lift my shirt higher. I feel his hot bare cock rubbing against me and it feels like the best kind of sin. The hand on my breast slips under the shirt and it’s like his hand and fingers were made just for my breasts because they fit perfectly in his hand. My breathing is getting faster and faster but when his fingers brush against my bare pussy and he groans against my neck, it explodes out of me in a moan of desperate need.
There’s no teasing here as his fingers slip into the wet heat between my folds and stroke me firm and fast. My hips buck up against his hand, wanting more of the glorious feeling he’s started inside me and Tate matches me with a thrust of his cock against me.
“Jesus, you’re so fucking wet, baby. Is this for me? Do you want me, Savy? You want me to fuck you?”
Words aren’t possible as he slides one of those thick fingers to my entrance and tries to enter me.
“You have to relax, let me in.”
Tate hooks one of my legs with his knee from behind and spreads me wider and I’m panting for what comes next as that finger thrusts deep inside of me. He groans again and nips my neck with his teeth.
“Fuck, you’re so goddamn tight. I can feel you clamping down on me. I want my cock in you, Savy. Let me fuck you. I want to feel you come all over it.”
Even in my dazed state of pleasure I know that’s a bad idea so I rasp out, “No, just this, Tate.”
He growls and thrusts his finger in and out of my slick channel, still kissing, sucking, and licking my neck.
“Yeah, you’re right, just this. Give me your hand, then.”
I reach around behind me and he guides my hand to wrap my fingers around his swollen cock. Right away I’m glad I said no because that monster wouldn’t fucking fit inside of me.
“Squeeze it, baby. Slide your hand up and down and squeeze me.”
I do as he says and it feels like hot steel wrapped in silk. He’s panting just as much as I am and it sends a thrill through me that I’m making him feel just as good as he’s making me.
“Ready for another? You can take two. You’re so fucking wet, you can take two.”
What he’s doing between my legs feels so good I would take anything he wanted to give me at this point but I feel the slight burn as he stretches me with two fingers. All I feel is…full…until he crooks those fingers and rubs against a spot inside that sends a jolt of pleasure spiking through me. The heel of his hand grinds against my clit with every thrust of his fingers inside of me and I start to feel out of control as the wave builds and builds to something I’m not sure I’ll be able to handle. His hips piston his cock through my tight fingers in time with his strokes between my legs and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever imagined could happen to me.
“You need to come for me, Savy. You need to come all over my hand, baby girl.”
As soon as he says that he bites down on the soft skin between my shoulder and neck and pinches and pulls my nipple. And I’m done. The wave crashes over me, spinning me in every direction. Pleasure pulses through my core and spreads to my whole body until I’m a quivering mess that can’t quite remember her name.
Tate growls out, “Fuck me!” And then I feel hot ropes of his cum coat the skin of my back as he jerks in my hand.
We lay there together getting our breath back and when he slowly pulls out from inside me an aftershock has me reaching down with my free hand and holding his in place so I can ride out the next two against him.
“God, you’re so fucking responsive to my touch. So ripe for more. Are you sure…hold on, let me get something to clean this up first.”
He cuts himself off from asking if I’m sure I don’t want to do more and I don’t know if I’m glad or not because if that’s how sex is supposed to feel, then I’m more than ready for more of it. He grabs a t-shirt from the floor and wipes my back and hand off and then gets up and goes into the bathroom.
