I stay still for a moment, letting her adjust to me, then slowly—so very fucking slowly—I move, and she cries with pure joy.
“Yes, yes.More.”
And I give it to her. I pick up my pace, thrusting harder and faster each time but still being gentle and conscious of her body squeezing me and the sounds she’s making. She’s loving this. Who knew? I’m loving it too, and Ineedto come. But Nessa first.
“Touch yourself, love. Let me see you finger your cunt.”
“God, yes,” she says, slipping her hand between her legs.
I can’t see her, but I know when she slides in. I canfeelit. Her entire body is taut as she fucks herself on her fingers while my cock fills her ass, and it’s too much. All of this is too much.
I come with a roar, the most intense orgasm slamming into me as I fulfill my promise and empty myself inside her. It must be enough to set Nessa off, too, and she squeezes me tightly as she crests the edge right along with me. I wait until the twitches subside before carefully pulling out of her.
“Stay,” I tell her, giving her a light swat on the ass.
She giggles softly as I grab a washcloth from the bathroom to clean her up with. She shivers as I run the wet cloth between her legs, then her cheeks, soaking up the mess I’ve left behind. I clean myself next and wash my hands before returning to bed. Nessa is already curled up in the middle, the sheets pulled up around her chin, her eyes heavy as she grins up at me. I slip in beside her, tugging her close until her head is resting on my chest.
“Hi,” she says.
“Hi,” I say back, and she laughs again.
It’s such a sweet sound, and I swear I could listen to it for the rest of my life. That’s a good thing because that’s what this is—it’s not some fling, it’s not just fun. It’s more. It’sreal.
We lie there like that in silence for so long that my eyes grow tired and I’m starting to drift off.
“Gavin?” she asks when I think she’s asleep.
“Yeah?”
“I don’t think I’m going to need that bed now.”
I chuckle. “Good thing I canceled it weeks ago.”
“Weeks?!”
“Yep. They actually tried delivering it about a week after I ordered it, but I kept putting it off because I didn’t want to give you up.” I shrug. “They finally threatened to keep it without a refund, so I canceled it.”
“That’s incredibly sneaky of you,” she accuses, yet I don’t feel the least bit sorry. “Sweet too, if I’m being honest.”
“Yeah? Well, get used to it, love.”
She sighs happily, drawing short circles on my chest. “You know, we should move Sir Fishsticks the Fourth somewhere else.”
“We should?”
“Yeah. He’s seena lotof dirty things since I moved in. Poor fella is likely traumatized.”
“That’s okay. I’ll just replace him with Sir Fishsticks the Fifth.”
“Gavin!” She swats at me, and I laugh. “You’re terrible.”
“Maybe, but you love me.”
She snuggles closer, and I hold her tightly. “I do. I really, really do.”
“I love you too.”
She sighs. “I like it when you say that.”
