I pull my shirt over my head and add it to the pile on the floor, then stretch out beside her. I reach for her, slipping my hand under her bum and squeezing. She gasps. ‘I love your pert little bum,’ I say, dropping a kiss on her mouth. ‘And your gorgeous boobs.’ I kiss each nipple. ‘And your soft, smooth belly.’ I slide my mouth lower, angling my body to cover her belly with kisses. She wriggles – she must be ticklish too – but I hold her firmly, then kiss her between her legs. She gasps, her body arching again as I slowly explore her with my tongue, circling her clit.
‘Oh fuck, Nick,’ she sighs.
I flick my tongue and she whimpers, burying her hands in my hair and pushing my face into her. She’s sweet and wet and time recedes to the background – I could stay here all night. I dip two fingers inside her, my tongue teasing, flicking, tasting her, and I can sense her building to another climax. Her grip on my hair tightens, the sting bittersweet, and I devour her as she bucks against my mouth.
‘Oh my god. Oh god –fuck!’ She cries out again, louder this time, and I keep my mouth on her until the final shudder leaves her body.
When I look up, she seems listless, spent, her head lolling to the side.
I crawl up her body to lie beside her, my fingers lightly brushing her hair away from her face. She opens her eyes and looks into mine.
‘Geez, you’re good at that.’
‘You’ll give me a big head,’ I reply.
She reaches for my cock, and shivers cascade over me. ‘You already have a big head.’
‘Hah!’ I laugh. I look down and she’s wearing an embarrassed smile.
‘Sorry – that was corny. I’m new to this whole dirty-talk thing.’
‘I’d say you’ve nailed it,’ I say.
‘Like you’re gonna nail me?’
I groan, rolling my eyes.
‘See?’ she asks, blinking at me smugly. ‘This is why you write the sex scenes, not me.’
‘Play to our strengths.’
‘Speaking of…’ she says, tugging on my shoulder. ‘I want you – come here.’
I move over her, holding my weight, and dip my head to kiss her. She’s so wet when I enter her – and warm and tight around me – and it’s everything.She’severything. She raises her legs, and I slip deeper into her as she wraps them around me, hooking her ankles like she did earlier, her heels digging into my back, launching pulses of pleasure down my spine.
We find our rhythm again and I’ve thought of this so many times, have wanted it so much, that I know I won’t last long. I look down, deep into her eyes, and her fingers rake the hair on my chest, tugging gently as I thrust into her. A thousand sensations converge at once – I’m close. The tip of my cock throbs, aching for release as tingling heat pools in my groin. The orgasm consumes me, exploding through my body, and I stiffen from head to toe and give over to the release with a long, gruff groan.
Delaney moves gently below me and I exhale a sigh, then slip out of her. I return to my spot beside her where she waits with a kiss – a reasonably chaste one considering what we’ve just done.
I softly stroke her hair, and her hand lazily brushes my arm.
‘Worth flying across an ocean for?’ she asks, an undercurrent of uncertainty in her voice.
Her skin suddenly prickles with goosebumps, a shiver passing over her.
‘Shall we get under the covers?’ I suggest.
‘Hmm, I only have four pillows though – not sure that’s enough for a pillow fort.’
‘How about we forgo the pillow fort this time?’
We get into bed with me propped up on two pillows and her in the crook of my arm, her hand on my chest. I resume stroking her hair, a sensation I’ll never tire of. She reaches up, lightly tracing the scar above my eyebrow.
‘What happened here?’ she asks. ‘A stunt gone wrong?’
‘You could say that – Dan and I built a ramp for our bikes on the road outside our house, and I got cocky. I misjudged the landing and crashed into the kerb, smacking my head on a metal sprinkler.’
‘Ouch,’ she says with a grimace. ‘How old were you?’