Like I was the fuckin' sun.
"I love you," I blurted.
Her expression changed in an instant. From tender to annoyed, but annoyed with love.
"You're gonna say that all the damn time now, aren't ya?"
"You bet your fine ass I am." I squeezed said ass for emphasis.
"Whatever." She rolled her eyes at me again, but there was a smile on her face as she shook her head. "You gonna eat me out now, or what?"
"You bet your fine ass I am." I grinned while Calvin continued to shake her head. "Now get up here."
"Good to know a little concussion and bruised ribs can't hold you down," she said as she gingerly maneuvered her way around the bed. She had her knees above my shoulders, eyes lookin' up and down my body like she was assessin' the best way to go about the whole thing.
"Nah, baby." I grinned wider. "But you can hold me down. Or tie my up. Anytime. Anyplace."
"Would you shut up?"
"Make me."
She growled and sat on my face.
My shoulder screamed as I moved my hands to grip her hips. The angle was awkward like this, but I didn't care. I speared my tongue inside her pussy to taste her, sucked at her clit. Calvin was grindin' against my face but not a single other bit of her was touchin' a single other bit of me. I lifted her slightly—not because I was done, but because I needed more.
"Need your hands on me, viper."
"I'll hurt you."
"You won't." I pulled her back to my mouth and devoured her.
Next I knew, one fingertip was tracin' an outline around the nipple on my bad side. It was slow and sexy and—sharply followed by a pinch of the other.
"Owgh," I shouted against her pussy.
Then she was gone and I was reachin' for her and whinin'.
"No, come back."
She came around the bed and resumed the position she'd been in earlier, straddlin' my hips and linin' me up.
She had me notched there, but we both stayed perfectly still.
Our eyes met and held.
Hers were taunting.
Mine were smug—right before I snapped my hips and impaled her on my cock. She let out a sharp cry of surprise that quickly turned into moans of pleasure as I fucked up into her. Her head fell back, tits bouncin' as I thrust harder and harder.
Then suddenly, I was fuckin' spent.
Turned out, strenuous activity wasnotrecommended shortly followin' a concussion.
I was breathless and sweating.
"Shit, Cal, I'm sorry. Think I may have overdid it a bit there."
She smiled at me, brow raised. "Ya think?"
