“You okay?”
“I’m just waiting for my soul to return to my body,” she murmurs with a sexy, sleepy smile.
Oh, yeah.
That’s what I like to hear. And see. And taste.
“No need for it to get comfortable,” I say, grabbing some condoms out of my nightstand and then crawling toward her. “I plan to send it packing again in a little bit.”
She laughs and reaches out her arms.
Dropping my head, I kiss her. Deep, strong pulls on her tongue mingle with nips to her lower lip, since I know she likes it. And she kisses me back with vigor. Like she’s been waiting for this as much as I have.
“You like being on top?” I ask, lifting my head for a beat.
“I like when you’re in control making all the decisions.”
Jesus, my dick has been on high alert all night but that statement just takes everything up another level.
“Then we’re going to take our time and I’ll figure out exactly what you like.” I reach for a condom, open the package and then hand it to her. “You do the honors.”
She doesn’t hesitate, pulling it out as I roll to the side. Her lips part as she gazes down at my erection, and she rolls it down without hesitation. Then her eyes meet mine with an unspoken command.
And I know exactly what she wants.
I settle between her legs and kiss her some more, a little less urgently now because we both understand what’s coming. She knows it’s going to be good and right now that’s my only goal in life.
Her legs open wider for me and I nudge the head at her slick entrance. She tilts her hips, drawing me in and I slide deep, pausing when I’m about halfway. Her eyes flutter open, a question in them, and I smile.
“Just making sure you’re right here with me,” I say gruffly. “Look at me when I fuck you, angel.”
“Yes.” Her eyes go from gray to silver to liquid platinum as I press the rest of the way in.
Neither of us move as I bottom out and she wraps her arms around my back.
“You feel sooo good, West. So, so good.”
“Nice and full?”
“God, yes.”
I pull out slowly, right to the tip, and then thrust in hard and deep. One hand drifts to the back of my neck, curling into the hair there, effectively holding me in place as she pulls my head down for another soul-bending kiss that momentarily distracts me from what my dick wants.
She’s so damn sweet, I could kiss her for hours. And I want to.
But there are other things I want too.
“This might be quick,” I admit, one side of my mouth quirking up. “It’s been a while for me too.”
“Fuck me, West. Get yourself off so then we can start over and take our sweet time.”
If I’m not careful, I’m going to catch feelings.
Big, fat, real feelings.
Nope. Not going there.
Instead, I focus on how good it feels to be fully seated inside her pussy. How slick and tight she is, trying to strangle my cock.