You won’t have to.
So long as I commit to working on myself, I can have Lana forever.
Just like you were meant to.
I pour everything I feel into my kiss. Desire. Love.Hope.
Lana wraps her arms around me and tugs me closer. Everything about us feels right. Like two halves of a puzzle finally joined.
I’m desperate to keep the connection going for as long as I can. I tease, suck, and kiss every inch of her body until she is writhing beneath me, chanting my name with desperation.
It doesn’t take long before I find my head between her thighs again, worshiping her body like I was always meant to. The combined taste of her and me is addicting, and I can’t stop teasing her cunt until she comes on my tongue, rewarding me for my hard work.
Somehow, I end up beneath her with my back pressed against the headboard while she rides my cock.
Every gasp. Every moan. Every little sigh pushes us closer toward the edge.
I drag Lana down with me, teasing her clit until she comes around my dick. She doesn’t stop moving until she comes down from her orgasm. Her body goes slack, and she falls against my chest with a content sigh.
My hands grip her hips as I lift her up and down my cock, desperate to find my own release. Her head rolls back, giving me the perfect opportunity to take one of her nipples into my mouth.
She quivers around me, taking every inch of me like she was meant to.
“Cal.” She grips my hair and tugs, making my scalp prickle from the sensation.
“You like this?” I slam her against my dick, earning a gasp. “Driving me wild?”
She reaches between us and teases her clit.
Fuck. That’s hot.
One of the things I love about Lana is that she has never been shy about seeking her own pleasure. Her finger accidentally grazes against my cock as I slide out of her, making me come so hard I nearly black out. Lana continues riding my cock, playing with her clit until she orgasms again.
Her small smile of triumph draws one of my own. It hits me then that Lana doesn’t just feel like home—she feels like my everything.
I stay inside her for as long as I can, settling back into the mattress while holding her to my chest. Her breathing evens out eventually as she slips into unconsciousness, and I’m left grappling with the emotions she stirred up.
At some point, I drift off to the sound of her steady breathing.
I’ll get up in a minute, I repeat to myself for the third time.
I lied.
“Mommy! Wake up! We’re going to Dreamland today!” Cami bangs against the door.
Lana bolts upright, the sheet falling around her waist. “Oh my God! What are you still doing here?” she whisper-shouts.
“Fuck.” I grab a pillow and cover my head. “I fell asleep.”
“You need to hide!” She rips the pillow away from my hands and throws it toward the end of the bed.
“Mommy? Did you hear me?” Cami slams her palm a few more times.
“Coming! Why don’t you go ahead and pick out your outfit for today.”
“Okay!” Cami’s voice sounds farther away when she answers.
Lana shoots me a look as she slides out of the bed, distracting me with her naked body as she darts around the room, collecting our clothes. She throws her shirt over her head before brushing her fingers through her wild waves.