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As he lays me down on the bed, his large hands glide over my skin and remove my bra and panties so fast I barely register it. I gasp as he kisses down my body. “I need your sweet taste on my tongue before I bury myself inside of you,” his words are spoken against my skin, sending vibrations of pleasure through me.
“We need to get going. We’re going to be late,” my protests become moans as my fingers dive into Bowen’s hair as he swipes his tongue along my slit.
My back arches when he sucks my clit into his mouth. His glorious fucking mouth. I can’t believe I resisted this man as much as I did. I’m almost on the edge already, something that happens every time he touches me.
When he crawls up my body, I’m not at all surprised to find him naked. He’s a magician like that.
Ever since our first time together in my studio, which is something I never saw myself doing, we haven’t been able to keep our hands off each other. Sure, it might have only been a handful of days, but I’m still surprised at how unbothered I am about being with him.
He makes me feel like a goddess and I figure the only thing I can really do is embrace it. It’s not like it’s a hardship. The way my body sings and my soul sighs when I’m with him is a beautiful thing.
Bowen sits back on his heels as he rips open a condom and rolls it down his length. I want to tell him to fuck me raw, but I know it’s hormones and some need to walk on the wild side that has the words almost bubbling up. I’m not on birth control because there wasn’t a need and the pill used to make me feel off when I was younger.
I’m not even sure I want kids. Naked and wanting him to fill me with his cock is not the time to have that conversation. Maybe kids with him would be okay.
With his arms on either side of my head, I’m caged in and feeling even more delicate and protected. As I wrap my legs around his waist, my feet hook on the back of his thighs and tug him forward as I wrap a hand around the base of his cock. When I guide him to my entrance, he sinks into me slowly.
“Fuck,” I groan, “that always feels so good.”
Bowen’s lips capture my own as he gives me more of his weight and I can feel his heart beating against my chest. It both arouses and grounds me. This man, my man, is a mess of contradictions and I love every moment of it.
I love him.
It’s right there on the tip of my tongue, but I only moan his name and urge him on.
As if he can hear my thoughts, he grunts, “Love you, little Spark. So perfect. So beautiful.”
When I arch my back, my nipples rub against the smattering of hair on his chest, sensitizing my skin and pushing me closer to the edge. Our bodies move together, the rhythm something instinctive and natural. Just like being with him, no matter how much I tried to fight it.
“Need you to milk my cock, Aster,” he grits out through his teeth.
When I meet his gaze, his brown eyes glitter with intent and adoration as he pounds into me. His hips snap forward faster and harder, making me moan, beg, and plead. When I fall over the edge, it’s hard and sudden, a wave which crests too fast to get my feet underneath me before it sweeps me out into a sea of pleasure.
My name is a growl on his lips as he joins me. I can feel every pulse of his cum filling the condom and the irrational part of me peeks out again, wondering what it would feel like with nothing between us. Maybe one day I’ll give a voice to those thoughts, but not today.
When Bowen rolls onto his back, he takes me with him. His hands smooth over my body as we come back to ourselves. By the way his eyes light up when I prop my chin on his chest, I have no doubt that I have a goofy grin on my face.
When he smiles, his dimple makes an appearance and I just soak up the feeling of being with him. It feels so good to float in this happy feeling without caring about anything else in the world. Except we have somewhere to be today.
I gasp and sit up suddenly as I scold him, “Bowen, we’re going to be late.” My hands fly up to my hair and I groan. “Now I have sex hair,” I whisper hiss as if someone else would be here to hear the accusation.
“You look like you’ve been thoroughly loved,” he’s smug as he tucks his hands behind his head, looking pleased with himself. His eyes move down my body and then back up to meet mine. “Can’t say I’m hating this view, little Spark.”
I huff and roll my eyes as I climb off the bed while turning my back to him so I can hide my smile. He doesn’t need to see that right now. It’ll only make him walk around like some prized bull.
My legs are a little wobbly as my body still recovers from the orgasm that he gave me. I get myself under control and head into the bathroom to get cleaned up and then get ready, again, to head to town square.
It’s Christmas Eve which means the gazebo is going to be all decked out and Santa will be visiting. It’s one of the not to be missed events in Sweetwater Valley. This is the first year I’ll be there with someone and I’m sure everyone will be gossiping about it. As if our relationship hasn’t already made the rounds.
Bowen comes up behind me and kisses my neck as his strong arms wrap around me. I try to bat his hands away, but he just throws his head back and laughs.
“Trouble,” I grumble.
“Worth it,” he chortles before kissing my neck again and sauntering out of the bathroom.
Do I take a second and stare at his ass as he goes? Yes. You don’t pass up a show like that.
It doesn’t take long for us to get ready and head out. My leg is bouncing up and down as we drive, my nerves starting to get the best of me. I’m not at all ashamed of being with Bowen, but this feels like we’re debuting our relationship in a new way.
