“Rigby, put me down!”
I just banded my arm tighter around her waist. “Nope. I haven’t seen you all week, and I’m not ready to let you go yet. I’m soaking you in.” I snuggled my face into the crook of her neck, kissing it softly through the curtain of her hair. “This is a therapeutic treatment. It’s clinically proven that heavy doses of Nova in my arms aids in my recovery from a long week of sports.”
I shoved my bags onto the ground and tossed her on the bed. She squealed out a laugh, which made my heart immediately lighter. Fuck, I wanted to hear the sound of her laughter every hour of the day. I almost picked her up and tossed her again just so I could get a repeat hit of serotonin.
Instead, I leaned over, slotting my body between her beautiful thighs. “You want me to be fully recovered, don’t you?”
She grinned up at me, and it was like a punch to the gut. “Gotta do my bit for the IceCaps. Go Caps!” she teased.
I’d once asked my dad how long it took him to know Mom was the person he wanted to marry. She was a city girl who'd come to town to visit her college friend. He was a sixth-generation farmer. They shouldn’t have worked.
But he’d get this dumb, soft smile on his face and say, “Twenty minutes and thirty-eight seconds.” Turns out, he’d been at the bar watching a hockey game on the TV. She’d sat next to him right as the puck dropped, waiting for her friend to come and grab her to take her back to the family farm. They got to talking. By the time the players slid off the ice at the end of the first period, he knew he wanted to marry the girl beside him. And he did.
I never got tired of hearing that story as a kid, but I’d never been able to imagine just looking at a woman, someone who was barely more than a stranger, and just knowing they were the one. I thought I might get it now, though.
I kissed her softly, but my girl didn't want soft. She curled her whole body around mine and pulled me down, deepening the kiss. I held myself slightly off her so I didn’t crush the air from her lungs, but she was doing a great job of stealing my breath all the same.
And for the first time since I was seventeen, I kissed a girl and never wanted to stop. I kissed her over and over until we were both breathing heavily and her lips were swollen and her eyes were hooded and I wanted to do nothing else but kiss her just one more time.
“Baby,” I breathed, pulling away so I could look down at her, her hair mussed from where I’d had it wrapped in my fist. “God, you’re so fucking beautiful.”
She was tugging at my shirt, her hands running over my chest and back. “God, how are you this hard? There’s like zero body fat on you. What happens if you get marooned on a desert island? How will you survive?”
“Guess I’ll just have to find something to eat?” I teased back. Weirdest foreplay conversation ever, and I kind of loved it. I pushed her shirt up, dragging down the cup of her bra until I could take her nipple in my mouth. Sucking it with increasing pressure, I felt her writhe against me.
Hooray for boobies.
She reached down and gripped my hair. “Are you going to be mine tonight, Rigby? Are you going to be good for me, and give me your cock just how I like it?”
“Yes,” I hissed, my dick suddenly painfully hard.
I sucked on her nipples as my hands traveled down her body and between her thighs. She was wet for me, so fucking wet, and I couldn’t wait to have her on my cock. But first, she was going to come on my fingers.
I moved from one nipple to the other, back and forth, stroking her G-spot as the ball of my hand ground against her clit. Thrusting up against me, the hold she had on my hair got a little harder as her moans got wilder. She was panting my name when her pretty pussy started fluttering around my fingers, but I wanted her coming so hard I was going to strain my fingers.
Finally, she screamed so loud that I couldn’t do anything but grin. Popping off her nipple, I looked up at her.
“God, that’s it… Rigby,fuck,you stroke my pussy so well,” she moaned, and I moaned along with her, my whole body feeling alive. I flipped her over onto her hands and knees, spreading her cheeks and burying my tongue back in her pussy so I could taste her. “Please,Rigby,” she begged, and I couldn’t resist her call anymore. Not without my balls exploding.
I reached over to my oddly depleted condom stash and slid one on. Curling over her back, I nipped her shoulder blade. “You’re so fucking beautiful. Your body was made to take my cock.” Then I lined up my dick and slammed into her body, making her scream into the pillow. Holding her hips, I thrust into her, and her pretty ass bounced back against me. She felt too fucking good, and I had to think of Coach Toons naked so I didn’t blow my load the very second she clenched around me, coming on my cock. I wasn’t done. Not yet.
Flipping her onto her back as she shuddered, I pushed back inside her. She was tight around my cock as she wrapped her legs around my waist. “I’ve been imagining this for so fucking long. I want to see your face as I come inside you the first time.”
She stared up at me with eyes that were shining so brightly, and I couldn’t believe I’d gotten so damn lucky. I began to move, slower, not wanting to rush this but at the same time, feeling that urgency that told me I needed to come and I needed to comeright now. But I held back, loving the sound of the whispered praise falling from her lips. Leaning deep into her body, I kissed her as I thrust into her body, her own rising up to mine.
Grabbing one of my pillows, I stuffed it under her hips and went a little harder, the angle making her mewl. God, I loved the sound of her moans.
“That’s it baby, come for me again,” I whispered against her cheek.Please, god, let her come again.I was about to explode. Grabbing one of her calves, I pushed her leg back and ground down into her in steady, deep strokes.
“Yes, yes, Rigby,” she moaned. “You feel so fucking good. Your cock feelsperfect… Don’t stop.”
I imagined sticking my dick in an ice fishing hole just to keep myself from coming as her words consumed me. I scraped my teeth over her nipple, and she came, her nails scraping along my back in long lines. The sting made the pleasure tingling at the base of my spine and pulling up my balls even better, as I came in hot spurts. I slammed inside her messily until I was spent, flopping down on top of her, pressing her into my mattress.
“Holy hell, Fireball. That was… I mean, I’ve never… Fuck,” I panted, rolling to the side so she didn’t get crushed beneath my weight. Pulling her tightly into my arms as she caught her breath, I didn’t want to let her go. Ever.
I wanted to make love to her in every position I could until I knew her inside and out. Until she was singing my praises so damn loud that every person in this house—hell, in thisblock—could hear her.
Feelings fluttered around in my chest that I couldn’t give names to just yet, but I knew what they were. It would scare the shit out of her if she knew just how attached I was to her already.