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“Have I been neglecting you, baby?” Lowering himself and nibbling along my ribs, he bites down hard enough to make me gasp. “I’ll make it up to you.”
“No, you haven’t.” I lift my hips and force him closer. “But I was hoping to get some one on one time with you before you fall asleep. I miss you always, even when you’re right next to me.”
He groans and bites down harder than he probably intended. “I miss you too, baby. So fucking much. After October, I’m bringing you to this room and we won’t leave for a full week.”
“That sounds amazing. Let’s do that.”
“Good. Because I would have fought you for it. It’s definitely happening.” Settling between my legs and spreading me wide to accommodate his broad shoulders, he takes my hardened clit between his lips and sends me reeling.
“Oh God, Bobby.” I pick up my pillow and shove it over my face to keep quiet. There are three grown ass people downstairs who know exactly what those sounds mean.
We had a month of hotels in Europe. We didn’t have to be quiet. For a couple of grown-ups, we’ve had to limit our entire relationship to being quiet and suffocating me to avoid traumatizing my brother.
Bobby pulls back and allows me a half a second of reprieve, but before I can catch my breath, he slides two thick fingers inside, curls them, and sends me bucking wildly. His spare hand holds me down and stops me from flying off the bed.
“Oh, Bobby. That’s so good.” Quietly, I ride his hand and the wave of pleasure that rockets through my blood.
“You’re so beautiful, baby.” He nibbles on the sensitized flesh of my thighs. “Give it up, babe. Come on my hand.”
“I don’t… I don’t want to. Come up here.” I whimper and try to hold back my orgasm. “I want you.”
“Keep going, come on my hand, baby. I’ll bring you up again, then I’ll fuck you till you’re done.”
I swear, he knows talking dirty gives me pleasure. His demanding words send me over the edge every single time. My walls clamp down around his fingers, but still, I fight my release. I want him.
“Come. Now.” He pinches my clit and clamps his hand over my mouth when I shoot off like a rocket. My hips jerk free of his strong grip in search of friction on my clit.
“Come here.” He picks me up and flips me before I finish, and without giving me time to prepare, he slams in and sends me shooting forward, crying into my pillow. “You feel so fucking good.” He slams in on a deep groan. “So good, baby.” He pulls me back violently at the same time he slams forward. “I love you so much.”
“I’m ready, Bobby.” I whimper desperately. “I’m ready. Let me go.”
“Not yet, baby… Longer… Keep going.” His strong hands bruise me and his apparent exhaustion goes forgotten as he slams into me. He groans deep and sends the vibrations ricocheting through my sensitized body. “You’re so tight, baby. You feel so good.”
Lifting my leg so I’m balanced on the left and pinioned by him, he takes my right leg and wraps it around his hip to change the angle, to reach deeper, and sets me off on a series of explosions.
I have no choice, there’s no stopping it. I let go with a cry and clamp down around him so hard he calls out and steps over the edge with me. Like a synchronized pair, I shove my face into the pillow to muffle my cries, and he presses his face against my back to muffle his.
“Oh. My…” he groans, “God.”
