His pace picks up, sending my orgasm over the edge even further. He holds me against him as his does the same. I feel his penis throbbing against my walls. He pushes in hard a few more times before releasing his hands and leans over my back. His hot body leans down against mine. He kisses the spots where I am sure there are bite marks, then wraps his arm around my torso. He pulls me down to the floor in front of him and wraps his arms around me before kissing my neck.
I shift in his arms to facing him. Lilac paint covering more of his face than not. I smile, and he kisses the tip of my nose. I hitch my leg onto his hip and push my chest into his.
"If we weren't covered in paint, I think I could stay like this the rest of the day," I tell him.
"We should shower then. Because this is all I want to do for the rest of the day."
I snuggle into him a little more, and his arms squeeze me tight.
After a not-so-quick shower—because who knew scrubbing paint off would be so hard—we make sandwiches, grab chips and sodas, and then eat in bed, naked, watching the news. Yeah, the news, because there is a big winter storm coming our way, and it's possible Columbus Falls will shut down.
"This is crazy. Should we like, prep or something?" I ask Troy.
"I can guarantee you Chris already has this house loaded down with stuff to last a few weeks."
"Oh. Well, that's good to know."
"And I don't have anywhere to be except here." Troy grabs my chin and pulls me to him, placing a soft kiss on my lips.
"Good," I say chuckling.
I bite my bottom lip thinking about all the hot conversations we are going to have while being snowed in. And by hot conversations, I mean when I tell him to fuck me harder, and he says yes.
"What's that grin about?" he asks me.
"What grin?"
"It's naughty."
"Only because I am thinking about being naughty."
Troy grabs the bags of chips and paper plates and lets them drop to the floor before launching at me. He grabs me and pulls me to the top of the bed.
"Christina, I am going to do all the naughty things to you."
My eyes light up. He kisses me, and this time, there's no clothes in the way. He sinks in, and the rest of the night is mind blowing.
Chapter thirteen
Chrissy
Iwakeuptothe feeling of light kisses below my belly button, it makes my abs quiver from the slight tickle.
"Good morning, beautiful," he says, as he runs his fingertips up my thigh.
"Mmmm, good morning." I run my fingers through his disheveled hair.
"Want me to make you some breakfast?" he asks and kisses a little lower this time.
I squirm under him. "I would love that."
"Okay. but..." He kisses along the inside ridge of my hip bone.
"But what?"
"I'm going to eat first."
He grabs my leg and lifts it around him, then runs the scruff of his beard along my inner thighs. My hips lift towards him, begging for him to be where I need him.