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Chapter 6
BECK
It was everything I had ever hoped for.
It was amazing.
I'm more sure than ever that Delia is my girl. The One.
She might say that she's only here for a few weeks, and she might say she just wanted a brief interlude of happiness before she goes back to her "real life," but I think she will realize sooner or later that I am her real life. That her real life is here with me.
I've never been with a woman so responsive, so completely with me as Delia is. We are so together, in a way that I've only dreamed about.
I wake later in the night, spooning her, and I'm so happy as I stroke her hair. She squirms a little closer against me and makes a sleepy noise. I let my hand travel down from her hair to her shoulder, then to one of her lovely breasts. Her nipple hardens almost immediately, and she makes another sleepy noise as she arches her back and pushes her gorgeous butt against me.
I'm instantly hard.
She makes another noise and thrusts her ass into my groin again. I reach down between her thighs with my other hand and slide my fingers over those wet folds. She gasps. "You awake, sweetheart?" I whisper.
"I am now," she whispers back.
I keep rubbing up and down the length of her pussy lips. They're still slick from our lovemaking earlier, but I dip my finger into her valley and find her even wetter there. "Mmm," she sighs. "You can wake me up for this."
"I want you to feel good."
She lifts her top leg to accommodate me, and I keep stroking, dipping back into her well every minute or so for extra lubrication until everything is slippery and she feels open and ready. Her little button is swollen, so I give it extra attention.
"I need you to fuck me," she whispers, leaning back over her shoulder to kiss me. "Please, Beck."
"You don't ever have to ask twice," I tell her. I get another condom and put it on, then angle her on the bed so I can slip my shaft into her channel.
She feels incredible.
I hold her leg up as I thrust, trying not to let go too soon because this is fucking hot and I am not entirely in control. Remembering how she responded when I told her to touch herself last night, I repeat it. "Touch yourself, sweet girl. I want you to rub that bean. Make yourself feel good. I want you to come on my cock, baby."
I swear, her pussy gets hotter and wetter when I say it. She makes a soft noise, and then I know she's touching herself from the motion of the bed and her little gasps of pleasure. "You feel good, Beck. You're gonna make me come."
"Say it again," I order.
"You're gonna make me come on your cock, on your big fucking hard cock," she says, her words slurry. "Oh yes. Oh yeah. Don't stop."
I don't stop. When her inner walls clamp down on me and she starts moaning continuously, I speed up. Then those sugar walls grip and release, grip and release as she reaches her pleasure with me balls-deep inside her, and I let go, pressing my forehead against the back of her neck as I shoot my load, finding my paradise deep in her body.
When I raise my head, she turns hers to kiss me again. It's difficult to withdraw from her and deal with the condom, because I want to keep holding her.
Hell, I want to fuck her again. I want to fuck her every minute I can possibly do it.
We don't have much time.
I snuggle her into my arms again and fall asleep again.
I'm up with the dawn. This time I don't have to wake her up; she's already awake. And I'm already hard for her. "I like waking up to you," she says, turning to me and twining my fingers with hers.
"I think you like waking up to the D," I tease.
"Well," she says, reaching down with her other hand to give me a squeeze that makes me catch my breath, "I'm not going to say no to that. But I mean you're nice to cuddle with."
There's a warmth in my chest. Yep. She's the One.
