Page 82 of Absinthe Dreams
She reached behind her, digging nails into the side of my thigh, and the bite of them just urged me to get her right up on that edge of hurting her back, and she didn’t disappoint.Sheloved it.I could vaguely feel her pussy pulsing along the underside of my shaft through the wall of muscle that separated me from her vaginal walls and their pulsing. I couldn’t do this forever, no matter how much I wanted to. Her natural lubricant wouldn’t hold out forever, and her ass didn’t exactly have any.
I concentrated and let the pressure build, felt my balls contract in that beautiful way, and rode that sensation for as long as I could before I lost my pace and all sense of direction, my body jerking hard into hers as though I were electrified as I splashed my hot cum up inside her ass.
I needed to get a bottle of lube here and stat to make this last longer, if she was game for it, because holy fuck, every part of her being, from her mouth, to her cunt, to her pulsing tight little asshole was meant for me.
I keeled off to the side, dragging her with me, and spooned her, my cock still in her ass but softening rapidly. When I did pull out of her, she shuddered, and I left the condom behind. I reached between us and dragged it out, leaning over the top of her to dispose of it in the waste basket between the nightstand and the bed.
I heard the rubber hit the trashcan liner and settled back, wrapping her in my arms and kissing her shoulder, her neck, and finally behind her ear.
“That was mygoodgirl,” I crooned, and she let out a shuddering gasp and trembled in my arms.
Ooh,Ilikedthat reaction.
“I’ve never done that before,” she murmured, and I asked her, “Really?”
“Really,” she affirmed.
“Glad I was your first. How did it feel?” I asked, hoping against hope for a positive answer.
“Oh, my fuckingGod,” she said. “Amazing.”
I chuckled dark and deep and said, “Note to self, more of that…”
I had all kinds of ideas rushing through my head now. Short skirts and no panties. Jeweled plugs and a dark alley…mm.
Someday, I would have it all with this woman.
“What are you thinking?” she asked me a moment later, when I’d just begun to drowse.
“Nothing,” I told her honestly, and she turned in my arms. Her green eyes were heavy-lidded with lust and satisfaction, and I couldn’t help but lightly graze a thumb along the underside of the ugly mark on her chin from the tape that’d been put over her mouth.
“I wish we could stay like this forever,” she murmured. Her voice was solemn and weighted with a sorrow that was heart-wrenching to hear as she drew my hand away from the mark and pressed her lips to the backs of my fingers.
“Soon,” I promised.
“I have to go back to work tomorrow,” she said.
“I thought you were going to take time off?” I raised eyebrows at her.
She sighed. “I think it’s best if I go back,” she said. “I always do better when I keep busy. Plus, there really isn’t any place safer for me than at the hospital, and when I’m there,youdon’t have to worry about me. It will allow you to do what you need to do.”
“You’ve really thought about this,” I said after a moment of thoughtful silence in which I had to admitshe was right.I caressed the side of her face, and she nuzzled into my hand.
“I have,” she said.
“How you gonna explain this?” I asked, running a fingertip across the scabbing on her beautiful face from where fragments of my brother’s skull had cut her from how close she’d been when his head had come apart.
The thought rose my gorge, and I swallowed hard to get it back down to where it was supposed to be.
“Canning accident,” she said. “Jar exploded.”
I nodded. “And this?” I asked, lightly fingering the area below the mark on her chin where the tape had been.
“That one is easy enough to cover with a mask or a little makeup,” she said.
“Okay,” I murmured. “You sure you’re alright lying to your colleagues like that?”
“Of course I am. It’s no different from when I was keeping my mouth shut about Luke. He was destroying mylife,and I couldn’t say a thing. Honestly, I didn’t think anyone would believe me about that. What makes you think they would believe me about any ofthis?” she asked, waffling her hand in front of her face and between us.
