AllFreeNovel
Share Us
The car ride home was silent, but that was okay. We didn’t need to talk. After going down on her, that last barrier she’d kept between us had crumbled. Where I’d been the one to initiate most physical contact, she’d spent the remainder of the evening leaning into me as we talked with friends, her arm slipping around my waist and that dainty little hand tucking into my back pocket. I kept looking at her to see if she noticed what she was doing, but from what I could tell, all those touches and cuddles were done absentmindedly.
I was in. I knew that for sure when we climbed into my truck and she reached across the console to rest her delicate hand on my thigh. It wasn’t meant to arouse or tease, just her way of staying close, and fuck me, but I loved that.
We got home and she headed straight to the bedroom. She pulled out a pair of those pajamas that had been doing my fucking head in for the past two weeks and headed into the bathroom, quietly saying she’d be out in a few minutes.
She went through her million-step nighttime routine of brushing her teeth and washing her face then slathering it in creams and liquids and gunk that did... fuck if I knew. I changed out of my clothes, tossing them in the general direction of the hamper, and climbed into bed, pulling the covers up to my waist to hide the way my body was still reacting to her all these hours later.
Letting out a weary sigh, I scrubbed my hands over my face. I was fucking exhausted, so I knew she had to be as well. These past couple weeks of having her so close but not being able to do what I wanted, what Idreamedof, to her body was keeping me up at night. But now that I’d heard her cry out and tasted her release, I was hoping I’d finally be able to sleep.
That hope was shattered completely when the bathroom door creaked open and I dropped my hands to see the woman who consumed every part of me standing in the doorway wearing the shortest, skimpiest, sexiest fucking nightie I’d ever seen.
My chest rattled as a moan worked its way up my throat. “Jesus Christ,” I grunted as my cock pulsed beneath the sheets. “What the hell are you trying to do to me, baby?”
She bit down on the corner of her lip, a seductive little smirk teasing her lush pink mouth. “If you don’t know, maybe I’m not doing it right.”
Oh, she was doing it right, that was for damn sure. “I told you, tonight was all about you. I’m not expecting anything in return, Bits.”
She padded toward me on bare feet, the very picture of temptation. “I know.” Her voice was low, throatier than usual. That tantalizing purple of her irises had darkened as she moved closer. “Which only makes me want to do this even more.” Her hips swayed with each step, sending the hem of her nightie swinging, inching up those creamy thighs enough to tease, but not enough to see what lay beneath. “You’re always taking care of me,” she said as she reached the side of the bed and climbed up on her knees. “Always looking out for me.” Her head quirked to the side as she studied me. “You’d do anything I asked, wouldn’t you?”
Unable to help myself, I reached out and grabbed her hips, not hard enough to guide her, this was her show. She was running it; I was only here for the ride. But touching her kept me grounded, and I needed it then or I was going to lose my mind. “Baby, haven’t you learned by now?”
She lifted a brow in question.
“There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you.”
Oh, she really fucking liked that answer. Her cheeks flushed, that faint pink on the apples of her cheeks as her expression took on an almost shy quality was enough to make the blood racing in my veins turn to molten lava.
“Then let me do this for you,” she whispered as she walked across the mattress on her knees. As soon as she reached my side, she grasped the covers in her hands and pulled them down past my waist, revealing the rock-hard boner beneath my boxer briefs.
She stared down at it, her eyes glazing over as she took it in. Her tongue came out to swipe across her bottom lip, making in shine in the soft lamp light.
My breath stalled in my lungs when her tiny hands came into play, reaching up and grabbing hold of the waistband of my underwear. She carefully worked them over my aching cock, her eyes widening when it bounced free of its confines. The crown was a deep, angry purple from being hard all goddamn night, pre-cum beading at the tip like it was weeping for relief.
I lifted my hips, biting down on my cheek to keep from groaning as she worked my underwear all the way off, leaving me sitting there naked, and tossed them over her shoulder onto the floor.
My throat worked on an audible swallow when her hand hesitantly reached for it, pausing in midair.
“What’s the matter?”
“You’re... really big.” My chest nearly swelled, and the urge to beat my fists against it was a very real thing. Nothing could make a man revert back to his caveman instincts like being told he had a big dick. “Bigger than I imagined.”
An uncontrollable smirk curled my lips. “You been imagining my cock, Bits?”
She gave me a flat look as if to saywell no shit. “I... I don’t know if it’s going to...”
“I was made for you, baby. And you were made for me. It will fit, trust me,” I assured her.
She blinked, looking up at me with those big doe eyes so full of fascination. “May I taste you?” she asked, her voice almost timid.
My head fell back, thunking against the headboard as a groan ripped from my chest. “God, yes, Wynn. You can do anything you want to me. You don’t ever have to ask.”
When her long, delicate fingers wrapped around the base of my shaft, I nearly lost it. Every muscle in my body tensed, locking down to keep from blowing my load before this even started.
I wanted her too goddamn badly.
“Ah, fuck!” I barked so loud Wynn jumped, her hand flying off my dick and coming up to cover her mouth.
“Oh God, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—”
