Chapter Eight
Maddie
Rolling over,I looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand and saw the time. Nearly one o'clock in the afternoon!
I nudged Eric's shoulder. "Hey, do you know we've been lying here for nearly two hours? Don't you have to go to work?"
He slid his arm around me and pulled me close to him so my cheek rested on his shoulder. "I figure I don't take too many days off, so one won't kill me."
"Okay. I just thought I should mention it," I said as I traced my fingertip along his collarbone.
"And by the way, we haven't been lying here for all that time. I vividly remember doing something far more active than just lying in bed at least twice."
I felt my skin warm as a blush raced over my cheeks. We had done way more than just lie around since he came in to ask me not to leave. Two sessions of incredible, mind-blowing lovemaking and one wild attempt at sixty-nining that resulted in my almost falling off the bed as I came and the near spraining of Eric's cock as I attempted to hang on to him had definitely been more than just lazily lying around.
Sliding my hand down his chest, I stopped just near his hip. "Are you feeling any better now?"
He nodded. "He's pretty resilient. Considering what the average guy does to his cock, they have to be. We give them a beating."
I couldn't help but cringe at his description of what men do during masturbation. "That doesn't sound good at all."
Eric pushed at the base of his cock so it stood straight up off his body. "It feels good, so that's all that matters. See, he doesn't mind. Just talking about sex makes him want to go again."
Nuzzling his neck, I giggled at his way of making it sound like his cock had opinions and a personality. "You're cute when you're like this. I think if you tell me you have a name for it, I'm going to laugh out loud, though."
He looked down at me like he couldn't believe his ears. "Of course I have a name for my dick. Every guy does. Let me introduce you to Dirk."
I looked down his body and saw him wiggling his cock at me, as if to make it look like it was saying hello. "Dirk? Dirk Dick? It doesn't flow trippingly off the tongue, that's for sure."
"That's not what he likes to do with tongues, to be honest. And he prefers to be called Dirk Cock, thank you."
Damn, he could be so sexy when he was being silly.
"Well, I guess Dirk Cock sounds a little better. Dirk is a strange name for a body part, though."
Eric let his cock slip from his hold, and it slapped against his lower stomach. "I don't think it's that strange. What would be strange would be if he had a girl's name. Imagine if I named it Bertha or something like that. That would be strange."
I rolled my eyes and threw a leg across his body to sit on top of him. Staring down into his face, I smiled. "I don't think I can ever have sex with you again if I think of you calling it Bertha. As far as mojo killers go, that's a pretty big one."
He pulled me down to kiss me hard on the mouth as he lifted his hips off the bed to slide his cock through my already wet pussy. "Then never think about it again since I plan on us having sex many more times."
I didn't know what that meant or how long we'd be together, but after our discussion earlier, at least I knew that whatever I was feeling, I wasn't alone. I'd never believed in love at first sight before, but maybe that's what this was. Even if it wasn't love, it felt right, so for now, I planned on enjoying myself and Eric for as long as I could.
"Ready for Round Three?" he asked before easing into me in a slow thrust.
"Mmmm…" I moaned as I rolled my hips to take him as deeply as I could. He filled me like our bodies were meant for one another, and I reveled in the feel of his cock touching that part of me no other man ever had.
Eric stuffed his hands into my hair and tugged hard so I had no choice but to sit up on him. When I straddled him like that, it made my swollen clit brush against his body with every time he pushed into me, sending waves of pleasure racing through every part of me.
He rested his hands on my hips and held me there as he groaned, "Let me see you ride me, baby. I want to watch you ride my cock."
I looked down into his heavily lidded eyes and watched as he winced in ecstasy with every slow and sensual roll of my hips. Lifting myself off him, I kept only the head of his cock inside me for a moment and then leisurely lowered back down so every delicious inch of him was buried inside me. He kept his gaze on my face, never moving his attention as I rode his cock, fucking him until I knew he was close to the edge.
Just as he looked like he might come, I rolled off him onto my stomach and teasing him, wiggled my ass at him. "What do you say to a change of position?"
Eric didn't bother to answer, and in seconds, he knelt behind me with his cock pressed to my ass. "I love this idea."
He covered my back and with his face next to mine, sunk his teeth into my earlobe. "Doggy it is, but I'm thinking something extra this time. You game?"