Archie mumbles. “It’s not going to be the same without you here, that’s all, but I get it, you have to stand on your own two feet.” That I do, Archie.
It’s time for me to learn to live again.
Chapter 23
Nate
Waking up with Hayleigh wrapped around me is one of the best feelings I could ever imagine. I only wish we could do this every day, but I understand that she needs to be able to have her own space, something that no one else has control over, but that won’t stop me from missing her when she isn’t here.
She stirs in my arms and slowly wakes up, so I shift position to lie facing her and place a kiss on her lips. Her eyes fly open, and she pulls away, covering her mouth.
She squeaks out. “No, I have morning breath, let me brush my teeth first.” She squirms under the sheets, but I wrap my legs around hers, pinning her in place.
“Long haul, remember, a bit of morning breath won’t put me off, Shortcake.” I dive under the covers as Hayleigh laughs, trying and failing to move back up towards her.
I have her pyjama shorts down in one smooth motion, and her laughs of protest soon quieten down when I drape one of her legs over my shoulder, opening her wide to me. My tongue swipes up her centre as she lets out a low moan, her hands find their way to my hair, her fingers twisting around the strands as she pulls tight.
I fucking love the feeling of her letting go and guiding me to where she wants me, letting me devour her like the queen she is. I alternate between sucking, nibbling and flicking my tongue against her swollen bud. Her breathing is ragged, and I know she’s close because her legs try to close.
So I let go of her leg from my shoulder, using my width to wedge her thighs open while I bury my fingers deep inside her, scissoring them. Her back arches off the bed, and she screams out my name as she gushes all over me. I take it all, lapping her clean until she’s boneless and tapping out on my head.
Hayleigh pushes down the covers until I can see her, grinning from between her legs. She’s never looked more beautiful, bare face, flushed from her orgasm and smiling at me like I’m her whole world. I’m about to move up to kiss her, but footsteps bounding up the stairs have me flying out of bed and standing behind the door.
I really need to get a lock.
Hayleigh climbs out of the bed, taking her top off, baring her whole body to me, and I have to swallow back a groan as her tits gently bounce while she walks towards me.
Bang. Bang. Bang, then Archie shouts. “Nate, Hayleigh, are you both up? I’m making waffles for breakfast.”
Hayleigh places a finger to her lips, then drops to her knees in front of me, pulling my pyjama pants down and freeing my needy dick. I shouldn’t be doing this with Archie on the other side of the door.
Bang, Bang.
I hear him muffle a curse, and then the handle turns as if in slow motion. I blindly reach behind me, stopping him from moving it any further, but my head drops backwards and thuds on the door when Hayleigh’s hot, wet mouth closes around my cock, sucking and swirling her tongue around it’s too much.
“Shit, Nate, are you okay? What was that thud? Knock twice if you need help.” Archie’s concerned voice sounds from the door.
I make the mistake of looking down. Hayleigh’s eyes are on me as she sucks me harder, one hand squeezes and moves up and down my cock while her other hand disappears between her legs. She moans, and the vibrations are too much.
I let out a low moan. “Fuck…” My breathing becomes more ragged, but my eyes widen when I hear Arch.
“Oh god, Nate, I don’t know what’s wrong, but I’m coming in!”
Fucking hell, not now, Archie.
I clear my throat. “Archie, I’m good. Ahh…” I trail off as she uses her mouth to suck me deeper into her throat, her hand lets go of my dick and moves to squeeze my balls. The feeling is too much, my balls tighten as the pleasure zings through my body.
Somewhere in the background, Archie’s shouting, but I block him out, instead looking at Hayleigh as she works me harder, sucking me deeper, her hand moving at lightning speed between her legs.
She shudders, her movements slowing, so I cup the side of her face as I murmur. “Open that pretty little mouth and stick out your tongue.”
She does as I ask, letting my cock go with a pop of her mouth, she sticks her tongue out, her fingers squeezing her nipples. I work my cock up and down, squeezing when I get to the tip. I let go of the door with my other hand and move it to the back of Hayleigh’s head, keeping her in place.
She looks up at me. “Come all over me, Nate, make a mess of me.” Those words do something to me, and before I know it, her tongue’s out catching the ropes of come from my cock.
She sits back on her knees, smiling, and I thud backwards onto the door. My dick’s still hard. I give it another squeeze, and Hayleigh’s eyes widen.
I nod towards the ensuite. “Let’s take a shower together. I need to be buried inside of you right now, making you scream my name.”
