“Mmm. You’re so sensitive. I love watching your body pink up under my touch. If I put my hand between your legs right now, how wet would you be?”
“Drenched.”
Contorting my body, I manage to nuzzle her pubic bone, and I can smell the musk of her arousal. “Fuck, Lily. I could eat your pussy for hours.”
“Then why don’t you?” comes her saucy reply, making me lift my head and grin at her.
“Your choice. Come on my face or come on my cock.”
I move the vibrator down her stomach and drag it across from one hip to the other and back again, dipping down, but not down far enough.
“Stop teasing,” she groans, trying to push my hand down to where she wants the toy. But I’m stronger and I happen to like teasing.
“If it helps your decision-making, I can use the toy while you ride my dick, but probably not while you ride my tongue.”
Lily immediately pushes at my chest and I get the point, rolling onto my back with a deep-throated chuckle. Once she’s straddling me, she leans over and grabs the condoms I was looking for earlier. I keep drawing patterns over her skin with the vibrator, now focusing on her upper thighs.
“How are you making me even wetter by touching my freaking leg,” Lily whines as she tears open the condom packet. She makes quick work of rolling it down, and I have to fight back the urge to thrust into her hand, it feels so fucking good to have her wrapped around me. But patience is a virtue. And I know something even better is coming.
Lining up her pelvis, Lily lifts up so she’s hovering over me. One hand lands on my chest as she bends forward to kiss me, the other grasps my cock and lines it up with her entrance. Agonizingly slow, she lowers herself, and it yet again takes all my restraint not to push my hips up and inside her.
Apparently, I’m not the only one out to tease tonight. She keeps her movements small, lowering onto me just barely before lifting off again.
“If you want the toy, you better get your pussy on my cock in the next three seconds, sunshine,” I growl. And thank fuck, she listens, dropping herself down my length with one long moan.
Immediately, I zero in on her clit with the turquoise bullet. Her entire body convulses and she falls forward, grabbing her headboard.
My mouth falls open on a silent moan, as speech escapes me. There’s never been anything more beautiful than Lily losing herself to passion. Her tits jiggle as she rocks herself up and down my cock and I feel her inner walls flutter as the vibrator intensifies everything. Hell, I can even sense the vibrations, more so when she lifts herself off me, but even when she slams back down, it’s there.
But then Lily leans back, and everything I crave is right there on display. I keep circling the toy around her wet clit as she grinds down on me. Then everything goes fuzzy when she drags a hand up my leg and cups my balls.
“Shit! Lily!” I shout, forgetting about the vibrator for a second. “How are you…” But any question about her flexibility disappears when she tugs on my sack and I feel the first pulse of my orgasm. Doubling down on my efforts with the toy, I can tell she’s close. Hot waves of pleasure run up and down my spine when I feel her walls clenching around me, holding my dick in a vice.
She lets go of my balls and leans forward, her movements becoming erratic and desperate.
“That’s my good girl. Come for me. Now.” I roar out that last word as my own release crashes over me, and my come spurts into the condom. It feels never-ending, like I might spend the rest of my life here, in the middle of an intense orgasm, surrounded by Lily.
There are worse ways to go.
Eventually, I return to myself and to Lily draped over me, my dick still inside of her. We’re both sticky with sweat, out of breath, and that perfect kind of exhausted that only comes from really fucking good sex.
As I run my hand up and down her back, she nuzzles into my shoulder.
“Mmm. I know it’s not bedtime, but can we just stay here forever?”
I kiss the top of her head as her words sink beneath my skin and settle into my heart. A part of me still can’t believe she wants to be with me for real. That her feelings are more than friendship, that she wants me for more than just a fake boyfriend to make her grandmother happy.
I never imagined I’d find this kind of happiness, with Lily or with anyone. But now I have it and I’ll be damned if I’m letting her go.
An email I was expecting, but was still not prepared for, landed in my inbox this morning, probably while Lily and I were in the shower. Yesterday, after messing around in bed for another hour or so, she dropped me off so I could feed the damn kitten. But one thing led to another, and then clothes were off, and yeah. She stayed the night in my bed.
Honestly, I could get used to waking up with her in my arms. Not only am I sleeping better than I ever have, but waking up happy is a novel concept. And it’s all because of her.
When I opened my email after she left for work, I sat there staring at it for a long time. The key to my future is right there in black and white in the form of an official job offer from the Ravens, and a damn good one, at that. I know I’d be a fool not to take it. But in my reply, I ask for a week to decide. They should be willing to grant me that, seeing as their goal is to have the program up and running in time for spring training, which won’t start for several more months.
After hitting send, I stand up, my body twitchy with a sudden need to move. Grabbing my shoes and my keys, I head out for a walk. I’m mindful of the fact that I have an appointment with Lily this afternoon, which brings a smile to my face, but I can’t just sit in that apartment, waiting.
Somehow, my wandering brings me to the street that my sister lives on, and on a whim, I decide to see if she’s home. Her car is in the driveway, which is promising, and sure enough, she answers my knock.
