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“You’re not even going to ask what kind of crazy?”
“Nah. You asked me if I trust you, and I do. I told you about my history with anal, you eased my concerns, so that’s it. I assumed we’ll revisit the conversation in the future. I don’t need to know every detail tonight. We’ll figure it out.”
“Has anyone ever told you you’re the perfect woman?” he mumbled, burying his face in the hollow of my shoulder.
I chuckled. “Definitely not.”
“I think you are. Or you might be. For me.”
I couldn’t even formulate a response to that so I relaxed into his arms.
“I’m going to go clean up,” he whispered. “Then I’m coming back to bed and I’m going to fuck you again.”
“Yeah?” I smiled sleepily. “I might fall asleep by the time you come back.”
“Rest,” he said softly as he eased out of bed.
The next thing I knew, a thin stream of sunlight was filtering through a corner of the blinds and Kingston was spooned up behind me.
Had I actually fallen asleep on the hottest man I’d ever been with?
“What time is it?” I murmured.
“Almost noon.” His voice told me he’d been awake for a while.
“Why didn’t you wake me?”
“It was a long night,” he said, kissing my bare shoulder. “I figured you needed the rest.” He brought a hand up to cup my breast, lightly running his thumb back and forth across the nipple.
I sighed with contentment. Every time he touched me was better than the last and I arched my chest into his touch. He didn’t rush, despite my prodding, continuing to gently stroke and rub and squeeze until I whimpered with frustration.
“You wet for me, baby?”
“Yes.”
He moved his hands down across my belly, cupping my mound as he sucked on my earlobe. “You ready for more? You fell asleep last night.” His voice was light and teasing.
“Sorry. And yes. So ready.”
I felt him fumbling for something and then easing away from me as he put on the condom. With his erection pressed against my backside, he slid his fingers between my folds.
“Oh, you are wet.” He stroked the tip of his finger around my clit, circling and toying with it. My body was on high alert, as if it knew something wonderful was coming. “You want to come with my fingers or my cock?”
“Your cock,” I whispered frantically. “Please. I need you inside me.”
“All in good time.” He stroked downward, pressing just the tip of his finger into my vagina. When I tried to take it deeper, he chuckled and pulled away. “Let me take the lead, baby.”
“You’re taking too long,” I whined.
He bit my neck with enough pressure to make me gasp.
“Oh, you like that,” he said. “Your pussy just squeezed my finger like a fucking vise. You like when I bite you?”
“I love hickeys,” I admitted. “The harder you suck, the harder I’ll come. But obviously, I’m not a teenager so they need to be somewhere I can hide them. I know it might be old-fashioned, but Greatty doesn’t need to see evidence of my sex life. It’s just not cool.”
“That’s fair,” I whispered. “So, what about a hickey on your breast?”
“Oh, fuck. Yes!”
