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She slid down my body, her hands taking me in a firm grip just before her hot little mouth enveloped my tip and nearly sent me over the edge.
“Oh, fuck,” I managed.
And then Drea began a rhythm of sucking, pulling, and licking that stole my grasp of the English language. I became sensation only, and could only avoid letting go completely by pulling her physically off my cock and up my body.
“Not good?” she asked, lying on top of me again.
“Too fucking good,” I told her. “I want to feel you. Is that okay?”
She rolled off and opened a drawer, resuming her place with a packed in her hand.
I let Drea roll the condom down my length, loving every second of watching her touch me, seeing the way her breasts moved as she did. So fucking sexy.
And then she moved over me again, and my hands found her hips. She lowered herself bit by bit down my length and I gritted my teeth against the desire to pound upwards, to take her, to have this perfect girl in every way possible.
Finally, she was seated and she began to move, undulating those incredible hips in a way that had me gasping for breath. The movement morphed into a steady rhythm, and as she tossed her head back and rode me, I gave into the need to pump, to thrust, to take her rhythm and return it. And moments later, Drea cried out again, surprising me.
Her second orgasm, speared on my cock as I hovered on the edge of ecstasy myself, was so hot, I gave in. And as she finished, I began, and the sensations that rocketed through me were more powerful than anything I’d ever felt before. I saw stars, I might have passed out for a second.
“Holy shit,” I managed, as Drea crumpled on top of me. I stroked her back, let my hands tangle in the long strands of dark hair that had escaped her bun.
“Yeah,” she said. And then after a minute, she sat up, sniffing. “Did you cook again?”
I nodded. “And I cleaned the kitchen too.”
“Oh. For a second I thought you made me dinner.” She laughed as if this was the craziest idea in the world.
“I did,” I told her, earning me a surprised smile. “Let’s go eat.”
CHAPTER9
Drea
There was no way I could have known that coming home to a naked man on my couch would begin the single best week of my life. Or at least the week in which I had the most sex ever.
Rock was always ready, and surprisingly, I couldn’t get enough of him either. We both did the things we needed to do, but in between, we were together. On the couch, on the island in the kitchen, on the living room rug, and in the bed more times than it was worth trying to count. But the thing was, it wasn’t just sex.
It was so much more.
Rock treated me like a princess, like something he cherished and wanted to take care of. He brought me little gifts when he came home from practice. He cooked for me. He opened doors and pulled out chairs.
He took little tiny pieces of my heart, one by one, until I knew he would take the rest of it with him when he left.
Friday morning, the day before Rock’s big game, we lay in bed after yet another round of mind-melting shenanigans.
“You okay, babe?” Rock had started calling me babe.
Something about lying in his strong arms, next to his warm, solid, muscle-bound body and hearing his voice so gentle and soft made me shiver. I pressed myself closer to him, humming my contentment.
A little while later, I glanced at the clock. “Crap. I have to get up for work.”
Rock tightened his arm around me in response, keeping me there.
I squirmed, partially because it was fun to feel him trying to hold me close as I pretended to desperately want to get away, but also because I really did need to get showered and get to work.
“Rock,” I laughed.
His hand slid down, his arm crossing my stomach as he flexed, pulling me on top of him. His other hand joined the first on the cheeks of my ass as he pressed me into his erection, which could also have been named Rock at that moment.
