See Me .(62)
“Sean! Sean! I have to…”
Sean plunged two fingers into her wet hole and flicked his tongue back and forth over her clit, again and again until her hips locked and she cried out. The wet channel surrounding his fingers spasmed; tiny seizures racked his fingers until her legs went limp and her ass sank onto his palms.
“My turn,” he whispered through a smile and crawled up her body. Fisting the middle of his shaft, he guided the head between the slick folds of her pussy. The flesh was swollen and pink. He’d done that, he thought before nudging the wide head between her lips. He’d given her pleasure, and it was good. He was good.
The first sensation was like a glove. A soft, hot glove wrapping his dick in wet heat. Damn, she had the sweetest pussy in the world. He looked down between their bodies to watch the rest of his cock slide home. Once seated deep inside, he rested his weight on his elbows and captured the soft expression on her face. She was a sleepy kitten. My sleepy kitten. “You’re so beautiful.”
“I believe you’ve used that line before.”
He thrust forward, and she gasped. “I believe I have, but it’s true. You’re amazing.”
She threaded her fingers through his short hair. Damn, it felt good. A gentle touch like no other he’d ever felt before.
“You’re the kindest man and the best kisser.” She giggled and gave his hair a smart tug. “And a wonderful wall fixer.”
He pulled his hips back, and she thrust hers forward. He tried to tease her, but she kept moving closer to reach him. Tucking his face in her neck seemed to be the only way he could keep from crying. So he was a goddamn pussy. Fuck-all if he could help it. She was telling him he was okay, not some asshole loser off the street. She liked him, and that was more than his fucking mother had ever told him.
With fierce strokes, he fucked the love in his heart straight into her soft body. The firm grip her core kept on him made his dick grow another inch. She felt so good. Everything about this woman felt so fucking good. “Abigail, I have to come.” He finally lifted his head to look her straight in the eye. She looked back, keeping his mind grounded while his body rocketed into space. He felt his balls sneak up into his body as the first wave of his orgasm slammed into his groin.
He meant to pull out, he really did. The last thing he wanted to do was trap her with a baby. But the sensation was too much, and he couldn’t. “Ab-Abigail, I c-can’t pull—”
She peppered soft kisses across his cheek before she clutched on to him with her legs. “Don’t.”
The last spasm racked his balls, and he collapsed onto the lush body beneath him. His limbs were gelatin, and all he could comprehend was that he was a fucking idiot. “Oh God, baby. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry.”
Little hands cupped his face and pulled until all he could see was her smiling face. “It’s okay, Sean. I’m on birth control, remember? We’ll be fine. I wouldn’t tie you down like that.”
Tie me down like that? What the fuck? “Tie me down? I’m the fuck-up who just came inside you.”
“And I wanted you to.” She wrapped her arms around his neck. “It’s okay, really.”
“What if? I mean, what if we ever…?”
“If we ever, then we’ll deal with it.”
He rolled off the bed. “Together? Promise we’ll deal with it together.”
“I promise,” she said.
The pounding in his chest eased. He snatched the pair of underwear he’d thrown on the floor and tossed them into a wicker basket by the door. He stood, staring at the small pile of clothes in the bottom. The thought of tiny clothes next to his own made him smile.
“Hey.”
He knew she’d gotten off the bed by the squeak of the springs.
“If I ever do get pregnant, I won’t hide it from you.”
He believed her.
“Right now, I just want to take a shower and try to keep a piece of toast down. Are you still up for the campout?” He turned around and cradled her waist in his arms, pulling her naked body flush against his own. He couldn’t seem to get close enough. She laughed. “I’ll take that as a yes, then?”
He pulled back only long enough to dip his head and slide his tongue between her grinning lips. The kiss was brief, but it was what he needed. Please don’t throw this away. “Yes,” he said.
“Yes?”
“Yes, we’ll handle everything together. And yes, I want to take you deep into the woods and fuck you until you can’t stand up. How does that sound?”
She struggled to turn around in his arms. Finally breaking free, she ran for the door. “You have to catch me first!”