He lowered himself and buried his head in her neck, nibbling and kissing the sensitive spot under her ear.
Abbie wrapped her arms around him and held on tight.She nibbled his ear, her breathing rapid as her hips met his stroke for stroke.The orgasm started to build, and build, and build.Derek kept his pace steady and drove her to the edge again and again, until she begged him.“Harder, deeper, please.Derek, I’m so close.Fuck me hard.”
His hips went from sweet and steady to hard and deep.Abbie moaned and moved a hand to play with her clit.It didn’t take long to get to the precipice again, and Abbie shuddered and splintered apart.A few seconds later, Derek groaned against her neck and followed her over the edge.
Derek pulled her onto his chest, and Abbie had never reached such a level of contentment.
She delighted in his little intakes of breath as she trailed her fingers in a lazy map along his chest and abdomen.She loved the tickle of the hair on his chest followed by the smooth planes of his muscles and the dip between his hips.
Abbie wanted to get out the sketchbook she’d tucked into her bag, to commit the beauty and strength of him to paper.
Derek’s voice was soft in her ear.“This weekend is going by too quickly.How am I going to give you up?”
Abbie touched her forehead to his.“I don’t know.I don’t want the weekend to end, either.”
She had no idea how they were supposed to walk away from each other after this weekend.It wasn’t supposed to be this emotional.Abbie didn’t know how to trust again after the heartbreak and betrayal of her last boyfriend.This weekend fling was supposed to be just a fling.What did she have to offer someone like Derek, who had a successful career and jet-setting life, beyond a weekend of no-strings fun?
