Page 89 of Brighter Together

Not even the fact that I am hard enough to be in physical pain.

Her laughing in my bed.

That feels more intimate than anything else.

I lean over her. “You’re enjoying yourself.”

“Immensely,” she giggles, but her laughter fades when my mouth lands on her neck.

I kiss my way lower, taking the time.

Her collarbone.

The skin above the edge of her bra.

My fingers slip beneath the cup and ease it aside.

Her nipple tightens beneath my thumb.

Ella inhales sharply.

I look up at her.

Her eyes meet mine.

I lower my mouth and suck gently.

Her fingers immediately slide into my hair.

“Oh.”

The sound makes my cock throb.

I do it again, harder this time.

“Tommy.”

I switch to the other breast, kissing and teasing until her hips begin to move restlessly beneath me.

She rubs herself against my thigh.

I lift my head.

“Tell me what you want.”

“You.”

“That covers quite a lot.”

Her fingers tighten in my hair.

“Tommy.”

I grin. “Use your words.”

“I need you to fuck me.”

Every smug thought disappears.