Page 196 of Black Flag

When I could think andmove again, I collapsed beside her. Reaching up, I put my palms on either sideof her face so I could kiss her again, still trembling.

As I figured, I beganto harden instantly when her thigh brushed against me.

This went on until theearly hours of the morning, us making love, slowly, passionately and thenstarting all over again when we were done.

It was now early in themorning and the sun was beating down against my bare skin while Sway slept inmy arms. I’d been watching her for the last few hours as the scatteringviolets, blues, and greens throughout the suite were replaced with intense redand oranges hues as the sun rose.

I could tell she wasawake by her breathing. Slowly she opened her eyes and raised herself up on anelbow so she could look down at me.

“I’m hungry.” She saidmeekly. “Really hungry,”

“Let’s eat then.” Igrowled rolling her over and assaulting her neck with nips and slow licks.

“As good as thatfeels,” her hands pushed against my chest. “I was looking for actual food.”

“Mmm...I have food...right here.” My hands raised hers overher head, restraining them to the pillows above.

“I have to pee.” She saidsuddenly simpering.

I pulled back to lookat her, my eyes narrowing suspiciously. “You’ve tried that line before.”

“I do have to pee thistime.”

“How do I know you’renot lying?” I asked giving her a smile, my eyes searching hers.

“You could stay thereand see...but I don’t suggestit.” I let go of her arms but didn’t move my legs that were still wrappedaround her.“Unless you’d liked to be peed on.”

I wasn’t willing totake the chance and let go. Sway giggled the entire way to the bathroom,skipping around to avoid the cold wood floor. She stopped right before enteringthe bathroom, reaching for the room service menu as she closed the door.

A few minutes later,she returned. I was still lying on the bed, completely naked—I’d even pushedthe sheets aside. As she approached the bedside, menu in hand, she bit down onher lower lip and whimpered.

Actually whimpered,fuck yeah!

I nodded arrogantlywith a wink. Playfully, I pulled her down on me. She giggled and reached forme, twining her arms around my neck so she could pull her face to mine andpressed our lips together, her kiss was immediately heated. I groaned when shesucked at my lower lip and bit down with her teeth, it was nothing more than anip—an unbelievably sexy fucking nip. Already hard my camshaft had considerablelift.

I pulled back enough tomove my mouth to her ear. “Wife...”I whispered silkily, relishing her shiver in reaction to my breath against herskin. “I thought you were hungry?”

“I am...” she breathed against my lips,attacking them once again as she rolled to straddle me. She was quicker than Igive her credit for because before I could comprehend that she was on top ofme, she was slipping me inside her, slowly.

I was languishing inthe sensation of her around me relaxing and stretching to allow me access.

“Christ that’s nice.”Her legs squeezed around me, as she threw her head back with a soft moan andthen she began to move.

I removed my hand fromher thigh and reached in between us.

“Jameson...” she murmured breathlessly. “If youkeep doing that...it’s only going to be aminute...oh god!”

Taking that as achallenge, I did the same motions several times, picking up the paceincrementally with each thrust. It only took a moment before she was diggingher nails into my chest, her head thrown back.

Though I was distractedby the way this position pushed her headers together, I didn’t pause, butwatching her fall apart so quickly, so intensely, sent me racing toward theedge myself. My back arched as my muscles clenched at the onset, the warmthspreading throughout my entire body, my knees trembling from both the sensationand the effort of maintaining my restraint of not hurting her.

We stayed as we were,clutching each other as Sway panted and I tried to bring my thoughts back into focusso that I could figure out what body part I could move and in what direction todisentangle us without hurting her.

She was the first tospeak, her words slurred together. “Husband...I’ll take the blueberry pancakes.”

I laughed quietlytracing circles across her hip. “Blueberry pancakes it is...wife.” I reached for the menu that shedropped beside the bed.

There wasnothing—nothing at all—that I had ever experienced, after everything we’d beenthrough, or could even dream of experiencing that could match these momentswith Sway,alone.

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