Page 65 of Fall Apart

She lets out another low hum, pushing her ass against me harder. “I see you missed me too.”

“Definitely.” I rock my hips into her, suddenly wanting there to be less layers of clothing between us. I bring my mouth to her ear, breathing in that citrusy shampoo scent from her freshly washed hair. “But I’m not fucking you tonight, princess.”

She lets out an adorable, pouty huff. “Nowyou’rebeing a brat.”

I run a finger over her lips, feeling them part. “Don’t give me that. You know if I fuck you, I’ll lose control and I’ll pound you so hard into that headboard, everyone in the house will wake up and hear you calling my name.”

She whimpers in frustration and a low laugh rumbles from my chest. I run my hand down her chest, my fingertips grazing her pebbled nipples over her shirt. She pants as I reach the waistband of her shorts.

“Don’t worry. I’m still going to take care of you.”

“Clay.” My name is a whisper on her lips. I dip my fingers under the front of her shorts, cupping her. I can feel just how much she missed me, making my throbbing cock twitch again.

“Fuck,” I rasp. “You’re so goddamn wet for me already.”

I part her wet heat with my fingers and slowly run one up and down her swollen, aching clit. This time she writhes at my touch, rocking her hips and pushing herself into my hand.

“You’re so needy for me.” I put more pressure on her clit and work my finger slower on her bundle of nerves. “If I didn’t come in here, you were going to play with yourself while thinking about me. I bet you packed a toy, didn’t you?”

“Why-” her voice is cut off by her moan when I slide in one finger and keep teasing her clit. “Why would I pack a toy when I packed you?”

I plunge my finger into her deeper and add a second, rewarding her for that compliment. I feel her walls clench on my fingers and flick my thumb back and forth over her clit. Feeling her so worked up is driving me crazy and I grind myself against her ass, desperate to feel friction on my cock.

“You’re already so close for me.” I lean down, kissing her neck, nipping under her ear. I can feel her pulse pounding on my lips and her breathy moans and whimpers drive me wild. “Let go.”

My words undo her and I feel her buck into my hand, her pussy clenching on my fingers. Knowing that I can make this sassy, snarky woman let go and lose her mind at my touch, with my words, is so damn satisfying. I dip my fingers into her, wringing every last bit of pleasure out of her, coating them in her slick wetness.

I slide my fingers out, prompting another whimper from her. She turns and nuzzles her head into my chest. Every time she does that, I feel my chest fill with pride that being that close to my heart brings her comfort. I wrap one arm around her, holding her tight against me.I take my other hand, still covered in her arousal and start stroking my cock inside my sweats.

Her eyes meet mine, hooded and lazy in her post-orgasm bliss and she kisses me. I moan into her mouth. “I can’t get enough of you.”

I’m so fucking worked up from feeling her come on my fingers that I’m almost ready to let go myself. Each stroke in my tight fist brings me that much closer.

Her eyes drop to my hand working in my sweats and she grins back at me before kissing me again, biting and tugging on my lower lip. “Good thing I can’t get enough of you either.”

I watch as she plants kiss after kiss down my stomach, trailing her fingernails between my abs sending a shiver through me. I love the way her unkept waves of blonde, not in their normal ponytail, hang over her shoulders and drag along my stomach. When she reaches my waistband, she pulls them down, freeing my hardened length. She gently grabs my wrist, humming in amusement and rubbing the back of my hand with her thumb. She brings her mouth just above my throbbing cock and swirls her tongue over the head, licking off a drop of precum.

The feeling of her wet, hot tongue unravels me.

“Fuck. I’m going to come.”

She hums and grabs my wrist, pulling my hand off my cock before she lowers her mouth onto me. I fall apart, bucking into her mouth, grabbing and fisting her hair out of the way into a ponytail, wanting to watch. She looks so good when she takes me to the base. I come hard, spilling into the back of her throat and she moans in approval, making me buck again. She slowly pulls herself off me, letting the tip of her tongue drag along my shaft before kissing the head.

She looks over her shoulder, swallowing and smirking at me before she lays her head on my chest. I tilt her chin up with my thumb, bringing her lips to mine, claiming her mouth. The fucking mouth that barely touched me and got me off. The mouth that I can’t lookaway from when she licks the salt off the rim of her glass or she taps one of her pink fingernails against those full, pouty lips.

I pull away, breaking the kiss to the sound of a small gasp leaving her lips. “I couldn’t sleep. I was wide awake thinking about you when you texted me.” Having to be so close to her all day without being able to touch her has driven me crazy.

“I couldn’t sleep either.” She hums thoughtfully, gnawing on her lip and tracing her fingertips through my thin chest hair. Her touch feels like fire on my skin. She drapes a leg over my waist, curling herself completely into me. “Will you stay with me?”

I know she’s asking about staying in bed tonight, but part of me wishes she was asking for something else, something more, something that I find myself thinking about with her for the first time in my life.

I reach down, pulling the comforter over us.

“Of course.”

I pull her into me, rubbing the back of her neck. She yawns and her eyes flutter shut. I savor the feeling of her soft even breath on my chest as she falls asleep.

When I wake up,I take in the beautiful woman that’s upended what I thought was my simple, carefully planned life. Her blonde hair flows over the pillows around her. Her eyes open, revealing that icy shade of blue that lights me on fire. She rubs the back of her hand across them.

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