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Reese was amazing.
“Thank you,” I told her, more grateful than I could ever remember feeling before. “I’ve always wondered what it felt like to make love.”
Reese shifted her face to the side to look at me. She cupped my cheek. “It is a million times better than that icky ol’ straight sex with no feelings involved, isn’t it?”
“Fifty million times better.”
“A trillion times,” Reese retaliated, always needing to mathematically best me.
“Infinity,” I countered.
She merely burrowed her face into my neck, wrapped her legs around my waist, and won with, “Infinity times two.”
* * *
The rest of the day was a blur of sex, food, sleep, and Reese. And maybe a little homework thrown in.
I’d been totally right about myself; I was the touchy-feely, constantly horny kind of boyfriend. Thank God Reese didn’t seem to mind. She let me experiment with pretty much anything I wanted to try. Even things I didn’t know I wanted to try until she was on top of me, riding me, and I suddenly wanted to see her ass while she bounced on my dick. So I spun her around, gripped her hips between my hands, and pumped her up and down until she panted out a breathless, “Yeehaw,” and claimed she needed a cowgirl hat.
I was too fascinated with running my thumbs over her cheeks while they swallowed my cock one thrust at a time to agree, though I’m sure she would’ve looked hot in one.
“God damn,” I groaned. “This is so awesome. I wish you could see it.” A thought struck me as I wished I could immortalize the moment forever. “Hey, can I take a picture?”
“What?” Her hair whipped into her face as she twisted to gape at me over her shoulder. “Don’t you freaking dare.”
“But, Reese,” I begged, layering on the whine as thick as I could. “It’s your cute perfect ass taking my cock. It’s beautiful, baby.” To sweeten the pot and tempt her even more, I smoothed one hand under her until it was between our bodies, so that when she came down on me, my fingers pressed up against her clit, rubbing against the sensitive muscle. “Like art.”
“Oh, God.” She threw her head back and ground down on me, her body tightening around me as she worked herself against my fingers, seeking relief. “Oh, God,” she panted.
I tried to stretch to the side and reach for my cell phone that was sitting on the nightstand next to us, but she caught the move and slapped my hand away. “Mason!” she shrieked.
I laughed, knowing she’d do that all along—which was exactly why I’d reached out in the first place. I loved predicting her next move. But then she surprised me by gripping my thigh and sinking her nails in deep just as she cried out and started to come hard, milking me to the point that I pretty much choked on my laugh because it felt so good. Without warning, my own orgasm ignited.
“Holy shit, woman,” I gasped up at the ceiling as soon as we finished and she’d collapsed with her cheek on my shin. “How did you do that? I wasn’t that close yet, but suddenly you were squeezing around me and I was going off like a premature firework.”
Reese sat up, whipped her hair over her shoulder like some kind of badass sex fiend, and then she looked back at me with a smoky wink before saying, “A magician never reveals her secrets.”
I grinned and smoothed my hand over her ass, which seemed to remind her of how I’d wanted to capture the view forever.
Her eyes instantly narrowed. “You weren’t really going to take a picture, were you?”
I laughed. “Of course not. But your reaction was priceless.”
She smacked me in the leg. “So, you did that just to freak me out? You ass! I almost had a heart attack.”
I grabbed her around the waist. “Hey, no slapping the guy who’s still inside you.”
She arched an eyebrow. “Or what?”
I grinned and slid my hands up her stomach to cup her breasts. They must’ve still been sensitive, because she gasped and arched into my touch like a cat being stroked. “Or I’m going to think your abuse is foreplay, and I’ll grow an S and M fetish and get hard every time you hit me. Just picture it,” I said, sitting upright so she was still on my lap facing away from me but my chest was flush against her spine. Then I rolled her hardening nipples between my fingers until she was arching her neck up and resting the back of her head on my shoulder. “You’ll be legit pissed at me one of these days,” I said in her ear, nipping lightly at the lobe, “throwing shoes and shit, and I’ll just want to bend you over the nearest piece of furniture and fuck you like an animal. I’ll start picking fights with you for any excuse, just so I can do you dirty like that. Now tell me, do you really want that? ’Cause I’m starting to think maybe I could be down with it after all.”
“Oh, God,” she moaned, shuddering when one of my hands slid between her legs and fondled her gently.
“I love it when you say that.” Tonguing her earlobe, I chuckled huskily when she shuddered in my arms. “It always tells me just how close you are to coming.”
She undulated her hips, encouraging me to stroke more, even as she shook her head. “But, we can’t again. At least not that soon.” Then she paused and hesitantly asked, “Can we?”
Which meant she wanted to. “Oh, sweetheart,” I hummed in pleasure, “I might not be able to regroup quite that fast, but you certainly can.”
