FIFTEEN
MEADOW
My eyes flutter open when a mouth brushes against mine. Heath’s dark gaze is the first thing I see, and I couldn’t be happier about it. “Morning.” He’s got a smile on his handsome face, and I could really get used to this. My mind is still trying to play catch up to my new reality, but so far, this is paradise.
“I’m not a morning person,” I groan. “It’s your fault because the bed is so comfortable.” It also doesn’t have Briar in it. I love my sister, but she is all over the place, so it’s like sleeping with a toddler.
“Then let’s see if I can change that for you.”
“What do you…” I trail off when Heath slides down between my thighs.
He takes his time as his tongue teases in soft strokes. I moan, enjoying the slow build to pleasure, and he doesn’t stop until I’m crying out his name.
“Did that make it better?” I glance down and watch him kiss the inside of my leg before resting his head there. I run my fingers through his hair and recognize that this is better than any dream I’ve ever had.
“That’s worth waking up for,” I laugh. “But I want you to finish what you started.”
“No.” He pushes up from the bed, and I see the hard outline of his cock pressed against in his sweatpants.
“No?” I sit up on my elbows and look at him in confusion. “You’re telling me no? I thought men always want sex.”
“I do always want sex with you, but your needs come first. You’re tender, and I took you three times last night.”
“I’m pretty sure it was me that took you the third time.” I smirk.
I have no idea what time it was when I climbed on top of him and took what I wanted, but his protests were weak as he helped guide his cock into me. I slid down onto him and rode the both of us to release.
“You’re lucky you didn’t get a good morning spanking.” I glare at his back while he walks into the bathroom, and the shower comes on a few seconds later.
When I fully sit up, I wince and realize he might be right. I’m tender down there, which I hadn’t noticed when his mouth was getting me off. Still, I’m annoyed.
Deciding that I want to shower too, I walk into the bathroom and step in with Heath. His head lifts as I enter, and I see one of his arms is braced on the shower wall while the other strokes his cock. As hot as it is seeing him masturbate, I want to be the one to get him off.
“I’m over you deciding when the time is right for us.” I duck under his arm so my back is against the shower wall, then drop to my knees in front of him.
“Meadow.” I watch his muscles flex when I wrap my hand around his cock.
“My mouth isn’t sore,” I say as I look at his size. Heath isn’t small anywhere, and my jaw will probably be feeling it afterwards, but I think it will be more than worth it.
“This isn’t a…” He trails off when I suck the head of his cock past my lips.
A loud groan rumbles through his body, and although I have no clue what I’m doing, I’m using his sounds of pleasure as a guide. Slowly I take more of him into my mouth while getting used to sucking as I go. Each time I let more of him sink deeper into my throat, even though I know I can’t take all of him. I’m going to try my best because I want to please him the way he pleased me.
“Fuck.” Heath grips a handful of my hair.
If there is one thing I’ve quickly learned, it’s that when it comes to sex, he wants control. I love it when he takes over because the more control he takes, the freer I feel. When I’d crawled on top of him in the middle of the night, I might have been on top, but Heath ruled everything. His hands on my hips lifted me up and down on his cock as he thrust up beneath me.
“I warned you.” His hand in my hair tightens so I can no longer move my head. Heath thrusts into my mouth, almost hitting the back of my throat, and I moan around his cock.
“Suck. I want to feel that tongue.”
He pushes forward again, and I fight not to gag when it hits the back of my throat this time. Fuck, this is hot. I had no idea a blow job could be this erotic. He pumps a few more times before he thrusts fully in and holds himself there. A groan rips from him as warmth fills my mouth and I swallow it down.
“Doe—” Heath reaches for me and lifts me off my knees to kiss him.
“You call me a naughty girl, but I think you’re a dirty man,” I tell him, and he smiles against my mouth.
“I’ve had years to think of all the things I’d get to do when I got my hands on you.”