“Stay right there,” she breathed. Her hips took on a jerky movement as the head of my cock hit her clit repeatedly. She was using me to get off, and damn if it wasn’t the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
I sucked her nipple into my mouth, and her breathing stuttered. A high keening filled the room as she smacked at my shoulder, then the mattress, and then the wall behind her. Each time my head passed over her clit, I let out a groan, vibrating her nipple.
“Oh god, oh god, Alex!” She tossed her head back, her mouth falling open as she came. Her orgasm overtook her muscles, making her shake and writhe on the sheets.
“Boo.” I raised my head to bite her shoulder, grinning at her blissed-out expression. The faint, delirious curl of her lips and her fluttering eyelids made me even harder. “You’re gorgeous.”
I rolled her to her other side, kissing her shoulders and nape as I blindly reached behind me for a condom from the bedside table. She moaned softly, her belly quivering from aftershocks.
Covered in a condom, I paused at her entrance. “Hard or soft?”
She peered over her shoulder, her eyes barely open. A fist squeezed my heart at how much more tired she looked now. God, what was I doing? She’d waited up for me night after night, and then I’d kept her up even later. She was exhausted, plain as day, and here I was, thinking with my dick and not about her.
“Whatever you need, Alex. I just want you close.” She very nearly slurred her words.
I pulled back, wrapping a hand roughly around my dick. “I’ll stay close.” Then I tugged the sheets over her shoulders. “Go to sleep.”
“What? No.”
“Yes.” I touched my lips to her neck, sighing into her skin. “Go.”
“Bossy,” she mumbled as she snuggled into her pillow.
As she slid into sleep, I rolled onto my back, one hand resting on Yael’s hip. My dick was pretty pissed at me, but my heart had settled. Yael was still very much a demon, but she was my demon, and I had every intention of taking care of her. I had little doubt she would take care of me if the tables had been turned.
Sun streamed through the curtains, bathing my closed eyes in light. That was the first thing I became aware of as I woke up. The second: I was still hard after sleeping all night. The third: warm, wet lips gliding up and down my cock.
“Hey,” I rasped, opening my eyes to the most beautiful sight. Yael on her hands and knees, naked, her dark hair spilling forward, moving up and down. Her eyes flicked to mine, and that talented mouth curved as she wrapped her tongue around me. “Turn around, Boo. Let me get my morning taste.”
Her head popped up, and with an eager grin, she spun her body around, her thighs on either side of my head. Gripping her hips, I brought her down to my mouth at the same time she leaned forward to take me into hers again.
She was the best way to wake up. Better than a cup of coffee or a morning run. Yael got my blood pumping like nothing else. She always had, making me angry or insane with frustration. But nothing compared to having my wild little monster’s pussy and ass on my lips before I even stepped out of bed.
Yael writhed all over my mouth, her moans muffled on my cock. I wasn’t going to come, not when I was spending ninety-percent of my concentration on pleasuring her, but that didn’t matter. I wanted inside her anyway.
When she was close, she released me from her mouth entirely and rotated her hips on my tongue until she shook all over and cried out my name.
“Alex, I was trying to make up for last night,” she panted.
I lifted her off my face, shifting her down my body. “You have nothing to make up for.” I sat up, folding my arms around her waist.
She ground her butt against my throbbing length, turning her head to see me. “I took without giving. I’m sorry.”
“Nope.” I cupped her throat, my mouth hovering over hers. “You took care of me when I got home. I didn’t come, but no doubt I felt taken care of.”
She grinned into my mouth, reaching up to brush her fingers over my beard. “So much woo, Alex. I can hardly take it.” She pressed down on my erection again. “I’m all rested now.”
Once I’d rolled on a condom, Yael lowered herself onto me at a torturously slow pace. The inside of her clutched tight to me as I stretched her. Every time, I had to work to fit all the way, but it was a job I’d be willing to show up for every day for the rest of my damn life.
Arms banded about her delicate rib cage, I cupped her breasts and willed myself to stay still, letting her set the pace. Once she was fully seated, her ass flush with my pelvis and her inner muscles clenching me even tighter, my willpower got tossed out the window.
“Yael,” I growled. “You ready?”
She rolled her hips and leaned forward to brace her hands on my knees. The sight of her like that only deepened my need. I took her hips in my hands, moving her up and down my cock fast and hard. My mind whirled with the desire to doeverythingto her. Everything I’d wanted to do to her over the past decade: awkward fumbles in the dark, quick, sneaky fucks against the wall, on the tour bus, in the dressing room bathroom, slow, all-day fuck sessions, making love for hours, laughing and getting messy as hell, losing ourselves in each other.
I told myself we had time. That we could do it all, that wewould. But there was a part of me that was frantic to fit everything in rightnow, like we were running out of time.
With that thought running in my head, I drove into her from behind, my fingers curling into the firm flesh on her hips. Yael’s movement didn’t stutter. She kept up with me, skin slapping skin, panting and moaning. I spread her cheeks, watching her take me in again and again. My thumb pressed against her ass, slipping inside slightly. Her body tightened, and I felt her answering moan all the way to my bones.