“Come here.”I crook my finger at her.
She crawls toward me, slow and deliberate, and I tug her cami up and off, leaving her bare in front of me.God, she is so fucking beautiful.
I should take control here.I should flip her, pin her down, make her take what I give.But then it would be over too fast, and I’m not about that tonight.I want to have her for hours, not minutes.
She lifts her hand—the one that was between her legs only minutes ago—and I catch it, bringing her fingers to my mouth.I suck her juices slowly, dragging my tongue around her fingers, watching her unravel a little more with every second that passes.
“East…”
That sound—her saying my name like that—it pinches something inside me I can’t dissect right now.
So I don’t.
Her other hand wraps around me, stroking, spreading my precum against the tip, and I swear if I don’t put a stop to this, it will be over before it begins.
“I’m not going to last,” I mutter.
She laughs, then leans down, taking me into her mouth just long enough to make my head fall back.
“Just a taste for later,” she whispers.
She drops onto her back, open, waiting for me as if she’s mine for the taking.I crawl over her, my body covering hers, my cock pressing at her entrance.
“You have no idea how much I missed this,” I say, my voice rougher than I mean it to be.For some reason, I can never keep my true feelings quiet around her.
I push inside her—slow and deep—and she clenches around me.
Then I pull out before I lose it and flip us, bracing my back against the headboard.“Straddle me.”
She does, one leg swinging over mine, and when she lowers herself back down, taking me fully again, I swear stars and galaxies fill my vision.
“Fuck,” I breathe.
We don’t rush it.
Because her above me, moving slow and controlled, like she knows exactly how to undo me is something I want to drag out as long as possible.Her hands press into my chest as she moves, every roll of her hips pulling something tighter in me.
“I’m going to need something for away games,” I say, because I need to break the intensity before I drown in it.
Her brow lifts.“Are you asking for nudes?”
“Or sexting.I’m not picky.”
She presses her finger to my lips.“Later.Right now, you have me right here.”
She’s right, so I shut up and pull her down.
I take her breast into my mouth, sucking, and she gasps, her body tightening before melting again.
“I love when you do that.”
I caught on to that our second time together.She loves any kind of breast and nipple play.
My hands move over her body—up her spine, down to her ass, gripping, guiding her pace, making it deeper… slower… harder.
She breaks first.
I feel the way her body tightens around me, her rhythm faltering for a second.
