‘Baby, I need you already… else I’m gonna…’
I keep looking down at him. I nod in understanding. I shift back a little further, helping him with his underwear, then reach for his shaft. He feelshuge, his balls heavy and swollen.
‘I got you,’ I whisper, rising up to remove my lacy thong before lowering myself back down. I grip his length, guiding him inside me, careful with him, taking him all the way to the hilt. The size of him almost makes my eyes water, but the sensation of him stretching me almost tips me over the edge again.
Then I rock back, just once, one knee bumping against his cast, and I know from the taut expression on his face that he can’t hold on. I barely even need to move, because, in under five seconds, with a low cry, his face contorts. I feel his length pulse as he spills his warmth into me. The sound when he comes is one of pleasure, but also serious relief.
I don’t move. He’s lying there, breathing hard, like the physical exertion has wiped him out. He covers his face with one hand. ‘I’m sorry,’ he manages. ‘I kinda figured that might happen.’
I bite my lip, secretly pleased that I had him so turned on. ‘It’s okay,’ I say lightly. ‘It’s what you needed.’
I go to move, but AJ reaches for my waist, anchoring me in place.
‘Stay, stay. Don’t move. I just need a minute,’ he says.
I stay where I am, and I wait, pleasantly surprised a moment later to feel the sensation of him stiffening and swelling inside me once more, until I’m full of him.
‘Oh,’ I say. ‘Oh… that feels…’
‘Go slow,’ he says, his gaze burning into mine, his hands encouraging me to move. ‘I wanna watch you slow fuck me, wearing my jacket.’
‘AJ,’ I murmur, my hips rocking against him, doing as I’m asked. I love this. I love what this is doing to him.
‘This is what I dreamed of,’ he says. ‘Every night in that place, going to sleep thinking of you like this. Riding the fuck out of me. I missed you so much.’
‘I’m here now,’ I whisper, soothing him, dragging my fingers down his chest. ‘I’m not going anywhere, I promise.’
‘Just you and me,’ he says, and his eyes are closed again, and I can tell that he’s close. I reach behind me and cup his balls in my hand. His head tilts back as I do so. They still feel heavy and full.
‘I love you,’ he groans. ‘I love you wearing my jacket while I’m inside you. Shit, Hollie, you feel so good.’
I tilt my hips forward, taking him deeper, our bodies sliding together, then move my fingers against his balls, my fingertips dancing against the delicate skin.
Riding him, he’s hitting all the right spots. The pleasure creeps up on me, filling me with a desperate need for another release. AJ reaches up, brushing his thumb against my clit.
I moan, so hot I have to take his jacket off, then ride him with wilful abandon, because I know I left my inhibitions back in my old apartment.
I love the power I have over him right now. I’m no dirty talker, but I love how riding him makes me feel liberated yet safe, loved and so wholly desired by the only man in the world I’ve ever really cared about.
‘You gonna come again for me?’ I ask, my tone low, my voice filled with desire for him coursing through my chest.
His eyes flicker open, and I know that he loves me talking to him this way. Once more, I increase my speed of my hips, back and forth, grinding into him as we slide together.
‘Holy shit, yes, baby. Gonna come. Gonna come now. Fuck.’
I feel him tighten up, his lips parted, expression concentrated as he breaks apart, his eyes squeezed shut. His head lifts from the pillow as, inside me, he swells and spills into me for a second time tonight, savage noises emerging from his lips. At the same time, I replace his thumb with my fingers against my clit, moving in swift circles, feeling the waves begin right at the base of where we’re joined, and I’m coming and coming, professing the depths of my love for him, the words tumbling from my lips in a tremored whimper.
When it’s over, we drift slowly back to reality, the pair of us breathless.
‘That’s never happened to me before,’ AJ laughs softly, almost in disbelief. ‘I mean twice… in quick succession.’
I lift myself off him, lower myself down, curling into him, my left leg draped over his heavy cast. He helps me remove my bra, then puts his arms around me, so we’re fully naked, warm skin to warm skin. I press kisses to his cheek, trailing my tongue around the curve of his ear lobe, along his prickly jawline and down the column of his neck. He hums. ‘All that time at the medical center,’ I say softly. ‘You needed it.’
‘I neededyou,’ he corrects me, his arms squeezing me tighter. ‘That’s all I needed.’
‘And now you have me, I don’t plan on going anywhere.’
We kiss. He hums contentedly again.