Page 86 of Here for a Good Time
There’s some slight shifting, but the moment he pushes into me, my toes curl. It takes a couple of minutes for us to find our rhythm, mainly because we can’t decide if we want to make this lastfor as long as possible, or if we want to give in and let the electric currents between our bodies flow as high as they can. Ultimately, we decide on the latter.
“Fuck, this is amazing,” I pant as we pick up the pace. “Who knew you were this good at sex?”
He laughs into my hair. “I’m going to take that as a compliment.”
“It is,” I hiss, which makes him laugh again.
I want to do this forever,I think.
“I want to do this forever,” I say out loud.
“Forever?” Zwe slows down the pace, but not without gripping my ass with both hands. His nails dig into my flesh, and I want to arch even deeper into him. “What about that book you have to write?”
“What book?” I exhale. His chuckle comes low behind my ear. Utilizing the decrease in pace, I lift myself up ever so slightly so I can put one hand between our bodies. Right as I do, Zwe’s hand reaches in, too. I meet his eye, and he makes aCan I?expression. I want to nod and go along with the moment, but Zwe picks up on my hesitation.
“What’s wrong?” he asks, stopping altogether. “Did I—”
“No!” I say hurriedly, almost desperately. “It’s just… it feels better whenIdo it. No offense.”
He lets out a relieved laugh. “Why would I be offended?”
“I dunno, because you’re aman?” I growl the last word.
He shakes his head. “Come here,” he says, and pulls me closer to him. He sits up a few degrees and puts my hand back where it was, albeit now at a better angle. A low hum escapes my lips as I start rubbing my clit. When I look down at Zwe, he looks positively mesmerized. “I want you to come while I’m still inside. I want to feel you come around me.”
Already, my body is aching for the friction again. “Good,” I whisper. “Because I do, too.”
We rock and clutch, his warm, protective hands roaming my back, my ass, my hair. He keeps varying the speed and rhythm of his thrusting so that just as I’m close, my body has to readjust.
“Stop teasing me,” I eventually growl, feeling more animal than human.
His wicked chuckle confirms to me that he’s doing it on purpose. “Are you going to be a good girl and come for me now?”
My insides are violin-string taut at this point. “Yes,” I exhale. I couldn’t hold myself back even if I wanted to.
“Perfect,” he whispers, although it sounds so disjointed that I don’t know if he meant to say it aloud or even knows that he did.
You are,I think.
Afterward, we cuddle facing each other, my face buried in his chest, his arms locked around my back, his chin on top of my head. Two limp, tangled,happybodies.
“Did you know—” he starts.
“Oh, fun fact incoming,” I mumble.
“You love my fun facts,” Zwe huffs.
I smile into his warm skin. “I do. So tell me. Did I know what?”
He makes a big show of clearing his throat. “Did you know that scientists predict that in several billion years, the Milky Way and Andromeda galaxies will collide?”
“Oh, yeah?” I hope my snorting doesn’t offend him, but it’s such a subject 180 that Ihave tolaugh.
“Yeah, NASA has simulated photos and everything of what it’ll look like,” he says, not bothered at all by my reaction. “It won’treally matter tous,though, because humans will all be dead by then.”
“Well, that’s a… nice image.” I slide back so I can look at his face, but his eyes remain closed. Still, I reach to brush away some hair that was flattened on his forehead. “This is some top-notch pillow talk.”
His eyes open lazily, like he knows he can take his time opening them because I’m not going anywhere, and this is how it’s going to be every night and morning from now on.
