“Come with me,” I beg and he drops his forehead to mine and grunts loudly. I’m there instantly with the look he gives me and fall out around him; trembling against him and feeling his warmth run through me.
“Dylan,” he whispers my name instead of his usual climatic scream, pumps into me and stills, collapsing down on top of me as I soak him and what we just did in. Our breathing is uneven and loud, his blowing across the skin of my neck and mine pushing out above us. I don’t care that his is making me hot, I don’t care that his hip is digging into mine and causing a shooting pain across my pelvis. I don’t want to move. Ever.
“That was…” I start to say but can’t finish because there are no words.
“Yeah, that was…” He kisses my lips quickly before sliding off the bed and muting the music. “Are you sore?” I flick my eyes up to meet his stare. His serious expression also containing a bit of hesitation.
“No, I’m perfect. That was perfect.” It was beyond perfect. I reach up and stretch above my head, as he crawls back over top of me, settling on his side and pulling me close to him.
“Hi,” I whisper.
“Hi, yourself.” His sweet smile pulls at his lips.
“So, tell me all about how you called Joey after I fell asleep Thursday night and not Friday morning.”
His eyes widen and his grin spreads. “I was wondering how long he’d keep that from you. Did he even make it twenty four hours?” His hand reaches up and brushes my hair out of my face, tucking it softly behind my ear.
“No way. Once the wine started flowing Friday night, he blabbed everything.” I reach out and run my hand along his jaw. “I like this, a lot. You should go all scruffy more often.”
“So should you.” His hand brushes between my legs and my eyes widen.
“What? Seriously?” I reply through a shocked grin.
“No, I like you like this. I can see every part of you without anything in my way.” I wiggle my brows at him and his infectious laugh pulls me in. “You know how much I hate anything getting in my way when it comes to you.”
“Is that why you steal my panties? To prevent me from putting a barrier in between us?”
He shrugs playfully, his lips curling up into a smile. “You wax it right?” I nod. “Doesn’t that hurt?”
Yes. “Nah, Will is really gentle.” Oh I’m devious.
“Excuse me?”
My smile cracks through and his face releases some of its tension but not much. He’s too easy. “He is. He’s been doing me for years.”
I’m quickly being pressed into the mattress by his tall frame. “I hope you’re fucking joking. I am not okay with a guy waxing you there.” My arms are pinned to my side by his knees and I’m now face to face with his erection. Whoa. He’s hard again already?
“What if I told you he was gay?”
“Doesn’t fucking matter.” He inches forward and brushes the tip against my mouth.
“Oh please, are you going to discipline me by making me suck you off? That’s hardly a punishment.” I dart my tongue out and lick the tip, seeing him shudder a bit as he stares down at me.
“It will be once I withhold your orgasm, which you know damn well I’m good at doing.” Oh shit. The memory of my worktop flashes through my mind. That was horrible.
“Alright! No it’s not a guy named Will. It’s a girl named Lacey.”
“Really, Lacey huh?” I roll my eyes at his sexual tone. Men.
“You’re perverted.”
“I am and so are you. Now, open that pretty mouth of yours and make me come.”
“Say please.” Another quick flick of my tongue pulls a groan out of his throat.
“Fuck that. Not after what you just put me through. Open.” Yum. Hello dominant Reese. I smile and open my mouth as he inches forward, granting me full access to his member.
“Fuck yes,” he grunts through gritted teeth as he fucks my face. Bringing one hand down, he holds the back of my head and plummets deeply into me, his quick thrusts causing my eyes to water. I glance up and see his other hand gripping the headboard until his knuckles are white. “So fucking good.”
I moan around him, my lips vibrating against his skin as he shifts his knee and pulls my right arm out. “Wrap around me.” I grip the base with my hand and begin sliding up and down his length as he stills, keeping just the tip of him in my mouth. I’m gliding easily, the saliva from my mouth completely drenching him. Working him hard and fast, my tongue flicks against him and my lips tease his head. He pulses inside me and I see the tension in his jaw. I love doing this to him and get just as much pleasure out of it as he does. Dropping his head back, his adam’s apple slides and his veins protrude in his neck as he moans deeply. His own body is vibrating with his sounds, moving against my tongue. I keep my eyes on him, watching his chest heave with each thrust and his stomach clench as I work him. Sucking and teasing him, my hand grips harder and I see his shoulders hunch forward. “I’m close, love. Don’t stop.”