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A tingling feeling in Nik’s arm woke him up. His limb had fallen asleep sometime during the night. He carefully lifted his head off his arm to allow the blood flow to return. Ali didn’t move. Her body simply lifted and fell with every deep breath she took. She needed this rest. She’d been here a couple days now, slowly recovering.
Despite the grislier moments of taking care of a sick woman, Nik had loved every minute. She was here, with him. He got to spend uninterrupted time with her, and it was perfect. He felt a bond slowly forming with her, more than just the physical connection.
She looked so beautiful with her blonde hair falling over her shoulders like a golden waterfall. He brushed her hair off her shoulder. The T-shirt hung off her small frame, exposing her bare skin. He brushed his lips against it. She smelled sweet, like flowers, mixed with the scent of his own shirt. He liked the way they mingled. Like he was all over her.
She shifted slightly in her sleep, and he let out a heavy sigh when her lower half nudged his groin. She rubbed against him and reached a hand back toward his thigh. She knew exactly what she was doing to him. She did this every time he hugged her from behind. This time, he didn’t have the heart to stop her. He ran his fingers along her thighs and lifted her shirt ever so slightly. She wasn’t wearing any shorts, so he could feel the soft skin of her ass pressing into him. He gave her a squeeze before moving his hands to her hip bones.
How lucky am I? Please, please don’t let her be sick this morning.
His cock hardened as he pulled her close to him. It didn’t take much for her to get him going. He ran his hands up her arms and watched as the hairs stood on end. She inhaled and shivered. His lips brushed her shoulder again, and she turned to look at him.
“Good morning,” she said sleepily.
He moved his palm along her abdomen. “Good morning. How are you feeling?”
“Much, much better.” Turning to lie on her back, she slipped her fingers between his and his chest tightened. Such a small act, but it radiated through his body. He yearned to slide between her legs and cover her with his weight.
“You look a lot better.” Her cheeks were rosy once again and the unpleasant clamminess had disappeared from her forehead.
“The sickly look I had before wasn’t doing it for you?” she teased, smiling in such a way that it lit his entire room. It brightened even the darkest corners of his home.
“Oh, it was doing it for me,” he countered and pulled on her waist, dragging her body on top of him.
This. This is how I want to wake up every day. With this stunningly gorgeous woman on top of me, grinding into me and making me hard.
She rolled her hips over the top of him, and his breath hitched. She was doing that thing again, where she ran her fingers over his chest. It tickled but in a sexy, satisfying way. He adored the way her eyes lit up while she explored him.
He dipped his hands beneath her oversize t-shirt. She leaned forward and placed her hands on either side of his face. The casual intimacy was killing him. He gulped as she bent down and nuzzled his neck, alternating between tender kisses and ravenous sucking.
Is this for real? Is this woman real? I’m not dreaming, am I?
His hands were all over her. Across her back. Down her sides. Wrapped around to her ass so he could press her body into him, tucked tightly against his cock, only his thin shorts separating them. He shifted his hips so she could feel the length of him. Her body was trembling, still weak from the bug she’d caught.
She leaned back and lifted her shirt over her head. Her hair fell down and draped across her chest. His cock throbbed at the sight of her. He groaned as she swept her hair to one side, giving him a clear view of her chest, that little tattoo above her breast. His heart raced, and he moved to grasp her soft and supple mounds. He palmed her breasts and pushed them up, causing her to inhale sharply. He used his thumbs to play with her nipples.
She was a freaking goddess.
She gripped his wrists and threw her head back, digging her pelvis into his rock-hard shaft. This angle, her on top, it took his breath away. Black fireworks exploded, darkening his vision. He needed release, and he needed it soon. Pain seared through him as he bit his cheek to prevent an embarrassing, premature unraveling.
“You’re gorgeous.” His voice was weak and raspy. “Fucking perfect.”
She lifted her head and stared down at him with a wicked grin. She rolled off the side of him and he groaned in her absence. He needed her. He leaned toward her to pull her back but she pushed his hands away. “Please,” he begged.
Using one hand, she pushed him flat onto the bed and placed the other hand on top of his shorts. His dick twitched at her gentle touch, imploring a more rigorous hold. She moaned as she stroked him through the loose fabric, feeling every thick inch of him. He thrust into her hand at a controlled pace.
He watched as she shifted her hips greedily and sat back on her heels. He knew what she was feeling because he was feeling it, too. He brought his hand to his waistband and pulled, letting his shaft spring free.
“Oh,” she whispered in surprise, eyeing his cock. His size had caught her off guard.
He didn’t know how much more he could take. He needed her now.
She slid one leg between his, straddling his lower thigh, and bent down.
Oh my god.
Nik had never felt anything more exhilarating than Ali’s tongue on the tip of his cock. Nothing would ever excite him more than the sight of Ali’s mouth around his dick, her lips stretched thin. She swirled her tongue and his whole body stiffened.
She made long, fluid movements over his length, using her hand to cup his balls. He could feel her arousal on his thigh as she rocked her hips against him. Her legs tensed around him.
