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I took another step closer and grabbed her by the waist, hoisting her against my body and encouraging her to wrap her legs around my waist. She did as I asked and we began to kiss as I carried her to the door leading to the house. Fumbling with the knob, I finally got it open and carried her up the two steps to the kitchen.
I kicked the door closed behind us as she began to nibble on my ear and neck, driving me crazy. The short trip to my bedroom was managed without bumping into the furniture. She helped get the door open and when the bed was in front of me, I tossed her off of me and onto the bed. She bounced with a small squeal, and I took off my cut and hung it up on the hook near the door.
“Get naked,” I demanded, and her hooded eyes tracked me as I pulled my shirt off and began to kick my shoes to the side.
She pushed her boots off and managed to get her pants unbuckled before I crashed on top of her, kissing her with everything I had in me. Her pert nipples were rubbing my chest, and I moved my attention to her neck, then her chest, before settling in on her firm tits.
I kissed, licked, and sucked her nipples as she made the sexiest noises I’d ever heard. Feeling her hands push under me as she attempted to unbutton her pants, I leaned up and looked deeply into her eyes as I moved her hands, assisting her in unbuttoning them.
Sydney lifted her ass, and I tugged the jeans down her legs. She pressed up to her elbows as I yanked the pants off her feet. Looking up her body, I saw her naked pussy staring me in the face, and I lifted an eyebrow as she smiled down at me.
“Underwear get in the way,” she explained with a smirk.
Licking me lips, I leaned forward and drew my tongue up the center of her pussy, only stopping when I felt her hand on my head. Glancing up, I saw her give a shake of her head, so I pushed up, settling my cock against the wet seam of her pussy.
“Is something wrong, beautiful?” I asked, brushing a strand of brown hair from her forehead.
She looked to the side before admitting, “I haven’t showered since this morning.” I was confused until she explained, “I don’t want things to be . . . weird down there.”
Kissing her softly, I whispered, “Then we’ll have to take a shower when we’re finished.”
Her arms wrapped around my neck as I deepened the kiss, feeling the slickness of her pussy wetting the shaft of my cock. With more willpower than I’d ever mustered, I asked, “Condom?”
Looking into her eyes, she smiled and simply replied, “Not with you.”
Closing my eyes, I gave a silent thanks to the universe before I retracked my hips, positioning the head of my cock against her wet center. Sydney spread her legs farther apart, and her fingers gripped into my back as I slowly fed the length of my shaft into her. Her mouth opened in a gasp, and her head lulled to the side as I seated myself deep within her warm channel.
“Fuck, Caleb,” she moaned, and I took a moment for both of us to adjust.
She was tight as hell and it had been months since I was with anyone, so I didn’t want to hurt her with my endowment. When I saw her beautiful green eyes met mine, I felt her hips push up, seeking more. I steadied myself on one arm as I pull my hips back and stared deeply into her eyes as I pushed forward, feeling my balls hitting her ass.
Out and in, our hips moved in tandem as we got closer to orgasm. I was close, and felt her walls squeezing against me, but I wouldn’t finish without her, so I reached down and began to rub her clit. Her moans grew in volume as our hips moved faster, chasing release.
“Sydney,” I groaned when I felt her pussy begin to spasm against my length.
“Oh, god,” she moaned, digging the blunt tips of her fingers into my upper back as her orgasm erupted.
I kept my movements steady, wanting to prolong the pleasure for both of us, and when I felt the last of my energy depleting, I slowed my hips, seating myself deep inside of her. Sydney absently ran her fingers against my back and neck as tremors shuttered through her body.
With careful movements, I slipped my half-flaccid cock from her and rolled to the side, lifting my arm and encouraging her to snuggle alongside me. Feeling her naked body pressed against mine as she rested her head over my heart was a moment thatwould stay with me forever. I’d never wanted time with a woman after sex, but I couldn’t think of moving away from Sydney.
Eventually, we had to move, and I kissed the top of her head, and she looked up at me. “Wanna get cleaned up?”
“Yes, please,” she replied, and I rolled to the side, letting my feet hit the floor.
Glancing over my shoulder, I offered her my hand, and she pressed her legs together and shifted her body until she was sitting next to me. The smile she gave me was beautiful and when I stood, she tried to join me. I shook my head and placed my arms under her knees and around her back, lifting her from the bed and carrying her into the bathroom.
Her eyes darted around the space, and I smiled when she saw the clawfoot tub sitting along the wall with a fireplace at the end. I’d never used it, but my sister suggested it would be a nice touch. I didn’t know why then, but now, I did. It was never meant to be for anyone but Sydney.
The walk-in shower was on the far wall, and I carried her inside and placed her on the teak bench as I turned the water on. Having a continuous hot water tank paid off in situations like this, and I turned it on, setting the temperature to one hundred three degrees. It was hotter than I normally used, but I understood that most ladies liked hot showers.
Offering her my hand, I explained, “Let’s get you cleaned up, darlin’.”
A cute little blush pushed up on her cheeks as she walked to me and I positioned her under the shower spray.
“Oh, that’s nice,” Sydney groaned and closed her eyes before leaning her head back and wetting her hair. “I think I’m in love with your shower.”
The word ‘love’ coming from her lips was music to my heart, so I stepped closer, pulling her strong, wet body againstmine. She looked up at me, and I kissed her deeply. “It’s yours whenever you want it.”
