Page 17 of Chasing Ink
Chapter Seven
Morning After
Alistair
I wake wrapped in silky heat.No, I must still be dreaming.
I open one eye then the other.The sun has barely started to rise outside but I can see perfectly.Skye is lying on my chest, her hair a mass of onyx curls.She wriggles her ass, and a small moan falls from her lips.
I close my eyes again and savor the moment.I’m not sure if she is actually awake but I can honestly say I don’t care.As long as it’s my dick she is rubbing on it doesn’t matter.
“Oh, my,” she mumbles, moving her hips a little more, her breathing becoming more ragged.“I can’t...”
She stops for a split second before moving again.Her walls flutter along my length and I want to roar.She is going to come on my dick, and I swear she thinks I’m still asleep.Like any man alive could sleep through this.
Her walls clench and a loud moan falls from her lips as she reaches her peak, and I can’t stand it anymore.Moving my hands I grip her hips tightly and fuck into her from below.
“Yes!”she hisses.“More.Harder.”
“Whatever you want, baby doll.”
I fuck her through her orgasm and for long moments after, enjoying the way she meets me thrust for thrust.But then I push her into a sitting position, and she hisses.
“You must be sore,” I say, keeping her in place.
“I am,” she says with a blush.“But it doesn’t hurt enough to stop me.”
“Skye...”
“Nope,” she says popping the ‘p’ loudly.Her hands cup her tits as she plays with her hardened nipples.“As your woman I demand you fulfill any and all promises made in the heat of the moment.”
I fold my arms behind my head and stare at her with a grin.“Such as?”
She smiles, a devilish little thing as she slowly moves her hips.Holding up a hand she starts repeating my own words back to me.
“You said you would mold my pussy to take only your cock.That you would fuck me so hard I couldn’t walk.And that you were going to knock me up before my brother even knows we’re together.”
“Fuck.”I flip us over so she is under me.“You can’t be serious, Skye.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’re too young.”I try to pull out of her, but she locks her legs around my waist.
“I think that is my choice,” she says, glaring at me.
