Page 10 of Lily

Finally, with introductions out of the way, Devin shows me upstairs to our bedroom, which is actually his childhood bedroom. It’s filled with books and sketches, and some football memorabilia. Sorry, soccer, not American football. The bed is large and cozy, and Devin has his own fireplace, which is lit and gently radiating heat.

“I don’t know why I’m so tired.” I yawn, stretching my arms over my head. “I slept for most of the flight.”

“With all of the excitement and the change in time zones, I’m not at all surprised, love. Why don’t we have a nap?”

“That sounds perfect. It’s so warm and cozy in here.”

“I think this fireplace is the one thing I miss the most when I’m in my apartment in the states,” Devin laughs as we kick off our shoes, change into some clean sleeping clothes and crawl into the bed.

We wake later in the evening, and after peaking at the clock, I realize it’s almost 11 pm. We had missed dinner. I roll over to face Devin, and he wraps his arms around me.

“I’m so happy to be here with you,” I whisper and then lean in, pressing my lips to his. He quickly slips his tongue inside my mouth, and I feel my core tighten with desire.

“We have to keep quiet,” Devin whispers in my ear as he slips his questing fingers beneath the waistband of my shorts. He slips his long fingers inside of me, and I huff out a quiet, shuddering breath. It’s so good;he’sso good. I can never get enough of him.

He pumps his fingers inside of me a couple of times, but it really isn’t needed. My pussy is already soaked and aching for him.

“I need you inside of me, Dev.”

He wastes no time in shoving his own boxers down and guiding the swollen head of his cock to my opening. He presses in slowly, and we rock together, a slow and steady grind that leaves us both breathless. And when we cum, our tongues and fingers are curled together in silent bliss.

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