“I need you inside me,” she breathes, reaching for me, and I shake my head, then reach back over my head to get my shirt off while kicking off my sweats. Once I’m kneeling between her thighs, I wrap my hand around my cock and stroke from base to tip while my other hand moves from her breasts, which are always sensitive, to between her legs. Getting restless, her hips writhe on the bed while she reaches for me.
“Come here.” I hook my hands behind her knees and bring her up to my lap, hearing her gasp as my cock bumps against her. Wrapping my fist around her hair, I tip her head back to kiss her as I sink inside her in one hard thrust. Like always, entering her soaking wet pussy makes my balls tighten and my jaw clench. Her nails dig into my back as I band my arm around her waist, keeping her right where she is, and I devour her mouth as the walls of her sex grip my cock like a fucking vice.
“Please move,” she pants against my lips, and I smile before tugging her head back so she’s arched over my arm. I nip my way down her neck, then pull one stiff nipple into my mouth before letting it go with a pop so I can give her other breast the same treatment.
“Don’t you dare,” I growl against her skin when she slides her hand between us and attempts to touch herself.
“I hate you,” she cries, and I pull my hips back and slam into her once, twice, three times… hearing her gasp on each inward thrust.
“Liar.” I go back to torturing her breasts while I circle my hips. Feeling her pussy begin to pulse, I know she’s close, know that with just this she’s about to come. I shouldn’t feel smug about being able to get her off, but fuck if I don’t. I love that her body is mine, but I know just that will never be enough. I want to own every part of her. “You’re getting close, baby.” I kiss my way back up to her mouth, and her lashes flutter open.
“Don’t stop.”
“Do you want to come?” I pull out of her and slowly slide back in as she nods. “Give it to me then.” I hold her against me and grind my hips into hers, feeling her thighs begin to shake before her pussy pulses around my cock, the grip so tight I almost lose myself right along with her.
As her muscles begin to relax, I lay her back on the bed, then take her ankles from behind my back and place them on my shoulders. “My turn.” I lean into her and take her mouth, kissing her deep while I fuck her hard. My name leaves her mouth on a moan when she tears her lips from mine, and her hands grip the sheet near her hips as her head presses back into the pillow.
“Look at me, baby,” I demand, and as her eyes lock with mine, my thrusts become wild, and the pull of her sex rips me wide open. Not ready to come, I flip our position, and the palms of her hands land on my chest while her hair falls like a curtain around us.
“Oh God.” She rolls her hips, and I grip her ass, urging her on, and she rides me harder and faster. Close to losing it, I slide my hand between us and roll my thumb over her clit. And just like that, she ignites, dragging me into the inferno along with her.
“Jesus.” I come, pumping my hips into hers, wanting to be as deep and as close to her as I can get. When she falls against my chest with an exhausted whimper, I wrap my arms around her and relish in the feel of her skin against mine, her heart pounding against my chest, and her pussy still snug around my cock. If I could live deep inside her, I would.
Feeling her shiver, I reach forward, grab the blanket from the end of the bed, and drag it over the two of us. “What time are we meeting your dad?”
“That’s what you’re thinking about right now?” I chuckle and feel her cheek move against my chest.
“No, I’m thinking about how long we can nap before we have to leave.”
“You have time to sleep.” I press my lips to the crown of her head and smile when she snuggles deeper into my hold and doesn’t make a move to get off me to go clean up. One thing I’ve learned since we broke the seal on sex is she has no issues with the parts of it that are messy. In fact, I bet if I asked her, she’d say she likes having me inside her like this, and fuck if I’m not addicted to that too.
When I hear her soft snore, I carefully move out from under her, then tuck the blankets around her and grab my sweats from the floor. After putting them on, I head to the bathroom and clean up, then go to the kitchen to get my cell. I want to take her with me to check on my dad, but there is no way I’m going to do that without giving him a heads-up.
I’m sure my mother has made her feelings about May well known, and I don’t want her subjected to any more fucking drama brought on by my family. She doesn’t deserve that, and there is no way I’ll ever put her in a situation again where she’s made to feel like she’s less than, when she’s so much better than anyone I’ve ever met in my life.
Finding Marla’s number in my cell, I listen to it ring as I pour myself a cup of coffee.
“Hi, Aiden,” Marla answers, sounding like she’s laughing.
“Hey, Marla, is my dad up?”
“He is. Let me put you on speaker,” she says, then the phone goes quiet for a moment.
“Aiden,” my dad says a second later, his voice not sounding as strong as it used to, but drastically better than it did just a few weeks ago.
“Hey, Dad.” I take my coffee with me to the back door and open it for both dogs to go out, and they immediately run outside, across the small deck, and down the steps into the fully fenced backyard that was completed just yesterday. A week before scheduled, because I paid three grand extra for the guys to get the job done. “I’m going to stop by today but wanted to give you a heads-up, because I’m bringing May with me, and I need you to be nice while we’re there.”
“Oh…” He clears his throat. “Okay,” he says after a long moment, then the line goes silent, and I wonder if we got disconnected.
“Aiden,” Marla says, sounding like she’s moving around, “we’ll see you when you get here.”
“All right, thanks, Marla.”
“Yep,” she replies quietly. “Bye, honey.”