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Every part of me is officially yours. Even the ring finger on my left hand.
I’m pulled from my slumber, when I feel lips trailing down my face. A lazy smile pulls at my mouth as my body recognizes his smell, his touch, and his kiss. His lips move from my face and find my neck, the bristles from his beard tickling the skin. His tongue follows the same trail, licking and sucking at the skin on my neck and collarbone. He stops his ministrations and when my eyes flutter open I see the most gorgeous blue eyes staring back at me. “What a way to wake up.”
“I would get used to it because you’ll be waking up in my bed every day for the rest of your life.” I feel a flutter in both my heart and somewhere between my legs thinking about being in bed with this man every day for the rest of my life.
I stretch my arms to the head of the bed, the sheet falling beneath my breasts and reminding me that the air is cool when my nipples pebble instantly. His eyes immediately dart to the exposed skin, his tongue darting out to wet his lips as he watches the effects of the temperature on my body.
I clench as I watch the pink muscle sweep back and forth across his mouth and despite the soreness between my legs, I want it again. I crave the delicious ache, and from the way he’s looking at me, he wants me again too.
“I’ll never have my fill of you,” he murmurs as he flings the covers back and stares down at me, love, lust and admiration shooting out of his eyes. He lies between my legs wrapping his hands around my thighs and spreading them, exposing my bare sex to him. I expect for him to attack my pussy instantly, with the way he’s all but drooling at the sight, but his lips find my stomach instead. He rains gentle kisses all over the space just above my belly button, dipping his tongue in the tiny divot and part of me yearns for this feeling when my stomach is round and swollen with the life we create. He nips at the skin, before moving down further, running his tongue over the top of my mound.
I whimper, as he spreads my lips. “Fuck me.”
“I need a taste first.” He sucks my clit between his lips immediately, forgoing any of the foreplay of licking. He sucks harder, rolling the tiny bundle of nerves between his lips and grazing his teeth over the slick flesh.
“Omigod!” I scream, my hands fly to his head, pushing him harder against me. “Holy fuck, I’m already close,” I tell him, my favorite feelings in the world slowly creeping into my senses.
I see his tongue lapping at me, his eyes never leaving mine. I smell our arousals filling the room and I can almost taste the bittersweet flavors. I hear my moans, my whispers, my declarations of love, lust and passion. I hear his groans, as he feels my orgasm approaching.
The feels.Oh God, the feelings that Will gives me as he pushes me closer to that sweet release. The climax that rips through me while he fucks me or fingers me or eats me. The tingles that start at the base of my spine are starting to build as I begin to move my hips in rhythm with his face. “Will!”
“Fuck, you’re already there,” he groans. “Come on baby, come in my mouth so I can fuck you with my cock.” His fingers tighten around my thighs, his nails digging into the skin and there’s just enough pain, coinciding with a perfectly timed lick against my clit that pushes me over the edge.
“Fuck, Will!” I moan, as my body shakes. The sobs wrack my body as I fall back onto the pillows.
He climbs on top of me and slides his dick between the lips of my sex, my body still humming with the aftershocks of my orgasm. He wraps his arms around my back, tucking his face into my neck and sucking at the skin behind my ear. “Five months, and I’m still in awe watching you cum. It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. You are so beautiful, Charlotte.”
My hands fly to the back of his head, pulling at the hair at the nape of his neck as my eyes begin to roll back in my head while he pounds into me mercilessly. My toes curl forward, my body already preparing itself for a second climax. “You always make me feel beautiful,” I reply, my eyes fluttering closed and letting the feelings of fullness take over my body as his thick cock thrusts in and out of me. The sounds of our lovemaking bounce off the walls of the quiet room, our bodies slick with sweat and arousals slapping together, and making the most sensual sounds. It doesn’t take long for both of us to find our releases, screaming the entire way down, him one beat after me as he shoots his seed deep inside of me.
We make love for days, taking breaks to eat and a few moments of sleep before one of us would wake the other up desperate to feel the connection again. We live in our tiny bubble, completely ignoring the outside world except when we are forced to engage. It isn’t until Thursday, three days after my divorce was finalized, that I prepare to spend time away from Will, much to my reluctance.
“Are you sure you can’t come with me?” I’m sitting on his bed next to an empty suitcase, my clothes strewn around the room from my very disorganized packing process. I had been planning to take a ‘Divorce-moon’ as I’ve so tactfully named it for weeks but what I hadn’t banked on was Will not joining me. He comes out of the closet, that he opened up to me and my overwhelming amount of clothes, as he ties a tie around his neck. Over the past month, I managed to get all of my clothes out of the house I shared with Matt. Most of them are still at Lauren’s, but there’s a good amount piling up in Will’s closet waiting to be moved to the house across town.
“As much as I would love to, I do have some sessions today and tomorrow. And I don’t think you’re supposed to take your ‘Divorce-moon’ with your boyfriend.”
“I mean, I guess not if I’m trying to find a nice rebound guy to mourn my marriage with while on my trip,” I say shooting him a wicked glare, and he’s on me instantly, pushing me onto my back.
“Watch it.” I giggle, and he slides my hands above my head capturing them in his one hand and kisses me passionately. His tongue invades my mouth and I moan, relishing in the feeling of his tongue moving with mine.
“Don’t leave,” I whimper when he pulls back and I sit up.
“Baby I have to.”
I pout, knowing that when he leaves I won’t see him for five straight days as I’m preparing to set out for Key West for some much needed rest and relaxation with Lauren. “I’m going to miss you.”
“Me too, Charley. But you’ll have fun with Lauren…” He shoots me a look. “But not too much. You need this. You need a vacation and I have to get things prepared for our move.” Truth is, I love how much Will wants to take care of me and look out for me.And I don’t mean financially. Will wants to be the sole person in charge of keeping me safe, something he promised he’d do for the rest of my life.
“I can do that for us when I get back, Will. Just come with me.”
“As much as I want to, you need this time by yourself for closure.” I’m about to interject that I won’t be alone when he must sense what I’m going to say. “Lauren going with you is different.”
I roll my eyes knowing that this man will probably spend the better part of the rest of our lives together being the logical voice of reason and the thought warms me despite how much I push back on it. “We will talk every day?”
“Multiple times. Nothing will stop me from calling you,” he says, and I nod in agreement. “Send pictures. Preferably of you in this,” he grins, picking up one of the string suits I have out and he fingers the small fabric. He holds my yellow bikini in his fingers as he runs his finger along the crotch of my swimsuit devilishly. The gesture sends a surge through me and sparks a feeling in my core.
I snatch the bathing suit from him, knowing he’s not going to try and fuck me before he leaves and I don’t need him touching any of my panties or other bathing suit bottoms. “Stop touching. You’re making me horny.” He shoots me a cocky grin before he pushes me gently on my back and rips the panties I’m wearing from my body instantly. “Hey!” I squeal, reaching for them as he pockets them in his pants. I reach for them and he puts an arm up effectively stopping me. “Are you sure you can’t have sex before you leave?”
“I’m already late,” he chuckles and I wrap a leg around his body in response. I feel his hand making contact with my sex cupping me, possessively.
