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That caught me so off guard that my eyes watered with emotion before I could even catch myself, but Wick was too busy kissing me again to notice. And I was too busy kissing him back to dwell on self-deprecating thoughts about how silly it was to get emotional over something as simple as being called beautiful, but it was… it wasmore than that.
More, that I would have to pinpoint and interrogate at a different time, because it was hard to be introspective when large, hot hands were gripping your ass, lifting you up to move you backward across a big, California-King sized bed. Even harder when the owner of those hands stopped kissing your lips to kiss and suck your neck, then tug the top of your nightgown down to lavish your nipples with the kind of attention they’d been sorely lacking for years. Completely impractical when he stopped to just yank the gown over your head, and trail kisses from your breasts to your belly-button, unfazed by the rolls or dimples or stretchmarks and kissing those too, until he made his way down to where you’ve only been touched by yourself and your gyno foryears.
And when he spread your legs, leaned in and inhaled, let out a deep, satisfied groan, then looked up at you with the smirk of a man who’d just hit the lottery before he dove face first, tongue out… well… it was just fucking impossible to focus on anything else.
In next to no time, my hands were tangled in his sheets, gripping for something,anythingas my back arched away from the bed. I tried to push back, but he caught me, arms locked around my thighs as he buried his face between my legs, licking and biting and sucking and “ohmygodwhatthefuckpleasedon’tstop! Please! Please!”I screamed, damn near biting a hole in my lip as he did some type of…somethingwith his tongue that made me feel like I was about to turn inside out.
He had his whole mouth on my clit when the dam burst, and I climaxed,hard.He kept me locked exactly where I was, bucking against his mouth as my orgasm hit me in waves that seemed to keep going on, and on, and on, with every rasp of his tongue.
When that storm finally calmed, and he released me to the bed, I felt thoroughly wrung out. I kept my eyes closed, with every intention of riding that wave of bliss straight into sleep, but the distinctive sound of a condom wrapper opening let me know Wick’s intentions were different.
As theyshouldbe.
My eyes fluttered open when I felt his hands on me again, and as soon as he lowered his body over mine, I was wide awake, and ready. I raised my hands, cupping his head to bring his mouth down to mine for a long, sex-laced kiss that I wouldn’t have minded indulging for much longer than he did. For some reason, he pulled back, and met my gaze with an expression I couldn’t read.
“What?” I asked, and he blinked, then shook his head.
“Nothing, gorgeous,” he replied, even though there was definitely,definitelysomething. But then, he sank into me, slowly, deftly, gliding through my wetness in one long, deep stroke that webothmoaned loudly at the end of. He stayed there for a moment, dipping his head to kiss me again as my body opened and adjusted for him, and then… it was on.
My mouth dropped open and stayed that way as he pulled back and then plunged again, and then again, and then again, coming after me with deep, languid strokes that made it hard to catch a breath. He hooked my legs around his waist, pressing into me with his body flush against mine in a way that created a delicious friction against both my clitandmy nipples.
It was… magnificent.
“Wick,” I breathed into his ear as I locked my arms around his neck, burying my face in the space between. “I…shityou feel sogood,” I whined, digging my nails into his back. That little compliment seemed to spur him on, because he adjusted a little bit, and then he was somehow blissfully deeper, stretching me, grinding against a spot that made me dig in harder.
“Nah,” he grunted at me, pulling my head back so that we were face to face. “That’sallyou.”
He kissed me again – an unhurried, skillful perusal of my mouth with his tongue that I quickly realized he was using as a distraction. The next thing I knew, my legs were hooked over his shoulders and he was so far in me I felt it in the depths of my stomach. Those long, deep plunges started getting deeper, and faster, and harder, until my little whimpers and moans of pleasure became a steady refrain of “ah, ah, ah, ah, yes, ah, ah, yes, ah, yes!”and then devolved into an incoherent, open-mouthed hum.
When he finally pulled back from that, settling into a slower rhythm, I somehow found enough breath to tease, “I thought you said you were taking your time?”
He grinned, pushing my knees into my chest as he lowered himself down so our lips could meet. “That was before I’d been inside you, gorgeous.”
I tried to smile back, but ended up biting my lip as he started moving again, so deep now that every stroke brought his hips flush with mine. I closed my eyes, letting pleasure take over as he drove into me, kissing me at the same time, in a delicious sort of harmony that sent me rocketing into the middle of yet another orgasm.
Andthen, I really was done for.
I could barely feel my legs as Wick plunged into me one last time, with an animalistic grunt that sent a pleasurable thrill up my spine, adding to the euphoria I was already feeling. We didn’t even untangle from each other – I just closed my eyes, enjoying the pleasant weight of his body covering me.
Sometime later, I felt him move away, and then moveme.I started to protest, thinking for some reason that he was taking me back to the guest room, but then I felt the warmth of the sheets covering me before he climbed in behind me, closing me up in his arms.
And then, I gave in to one last thing my body had been craving, for the longest time.
Sleep.
