“Yes,” he confirms, tugging my panties down with his free hand as he continues to tease me with the other. “Dick therapy.” Both of his hands go to my underwear, dragging them down so fast I’m knocked off my knees and fall back onto the mattress, giggling as he strips the fabric off my feet and reaches for my tee shirt.
“No, I’m going to brush my teeth,” I protest, laughing harder as he pulls my shirt over my head. “Seriously, I am,” I say, my words becoming a moan as his mouth closes around my nipple.
He sucks deep, and my head falls back. I tangle my hands into his hair, humming in approval as he captures my other nipple in his warm fingers, sending sizzles of anticipation racing to every corner of my body.
“That ship has sailed, sweetheart,” he rasps against my damp skin, flicking his tongue across my sensitive flesh one last time before rolling us both across the bed until I’m on top of him with my legs on either side of his hips. “There’s only one place you’re going right now.”
“And where’s that?” I tease, bracing my hands on his chest as I rock my hips forward, sliding my wetness across his erection.
“Onto my dick.” His eyes burn into mine. “Get on my dick, Colette. Right now.”
My breath rushes out. “God, you’re sexy.”
“And you’re moving too slow.” He grips my hips, his fingertips digging into my ass as he lifts me. Reaching between us, I fit him against me, a cry of relief escaping my lips as he guides me down, down until he fills every inch, stretching me perfectly, deliciously.
“Yes, oh yes,” I sigh as I begin to move languidly, taking my time exploring every tiny evolution of sensation as I sway forward and glide back, coating him with my slickness.
“Fuck, woman, you feel so good,” he murmurs, lifting to push even deeper until I’m so full it almost hurts.
But it doesn’t.
Because I am so turned on, so wet, and so ready for him.
“I’m never going to get enough of you,” he says, a pained expression tightening his features. “But you’re going to have to stop pretty soon, or I’m not going to last two minutes. You’re so sexy when you ride me.” Cupping my breast in one hand, he rubs his thumb over my nipple, making me whimper as I shift my position. I lean forward until my arms are braced on either side of his head and my clit grinds against his pubic bone with every roll of my hips.
Fisting his free hand in my hair, he holds tight as our lips collide. He kisses me hard, his tongue swirling against mine before he whispers, “You taste amazing. You didn’t need to brush anything. You wake up perfect.”
“You’re crazy,” I say, moaning as he swats my ass in response.
“I’m not crazy.” He squeezes the stinging flesh with his big hand, pulling me closer as he thrusts his hips up sharply, making me cry out as my pleasure spikes. “I’m in love with your taste, your body, every part of you. You make me crazy, Colette. I’m never going to get enough. Not if we fuck every morning for the next fifty years.”
“Yes, yes,” I chant as I climb higher, circling my hips faster, harder, until I’m dizzy and so close to spiraling out that all it takes is a word.
“Come,” he says, his breath hot against my neck.
And I do.
I cry out, coming so hard it feels like my spine is on fire, sweet and hot, burning as the tension coiled low in my body breaks and unleashes a chain reaction in my nerve endings that goes on and on.
Circling my arms around Zack’s neck, I hold on tight as he rolls on top of me and takes me harder, faster, drawing out my pleasure until it circles back to the beginning again. I come a second time just seconds before he arches into me, his cock pulsing hard as he lets go, filling me with his release.
I wrap my legs around him and hold on tight, but I don’t send out the familiar wish. If we make a baby, I’ll be over the moon, but if we don’t, that’s okay, too.
Because we are together, and we always will be.
For the first time in my life, I don’t feel even the tiniest bit alone. I thought I knew what love felt like, but in the past, there was always a piece of me held in reserve, an inner sanctum I’d assumed no other human could access.
But when I look into the core of my being now, Zack is there with me, so good and safe and kind. I know he would never take advantage of our closeness to hurt me. Or ever take our connection for granted.