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He slides down on the bed, saying, “I want you on top.”
I bite my lip as I climb over him and ease myself into him. His eyes roll back in his head as I raise and lower myself. I lean on his chest for support and he lifts slightly to take my breast into his mouth. He grasps my waist and begins to lift me himself. My back arches in pleasure. I push him deeply into me and moan as my body bows into his. I open my eyes and he’s staring at me. I don’t feel insecure. I feel beautiful. I reach up and take my own breast in my hand, pulling on my nipple. He moans and stiffens in appreciation as his hand flies back to my waist. Feeling him deep inside me is causing eruptions I’ve never felt before. I sense my body tensing in unknown pleasure. I wonder if I could come from him inside me and realize it’s possible I might. I rotate my hips on him and he grabs my breasts in his hands once more.
His right hand slides down my chest, and then he brings his fingers to his mouth. I know what he’s about to do, and I gasp for air. His hands slide to touch me as I continue to push into him.
He pants and moans as he touches me, and I can tell he’s getting close.
“Come, Ever. I want you to come.”
He continues to massage me, and his expert touch combined with him pulsing deep inside me sends me spiraling and gasping over the edge.
I feel him harden inside me as he thrusts his hips forcefully into me. I continue to move on him until he stills me and sits up to pull me to his chest.
“Oh my God!” I grasp his face in my hands.
He kisses me and flips me over on the bed. He’s still inside me and he pushes into me one more time as he kisses my lips.
“You…” he whispers, and I can’t help but smile.
I WAKE UP three hours later and I’m wrapped in the covers and alone in the bed. I glance around the room and then reach for the towel on the floor. I stumble into the bathroom, pee, and then slip on some yoga pants and a t-shirt, without underwear. It makes me feel sexy to be commando, and I begin my search for Nick.
He’s standing in the kitchen, bare chested and on his cell.
“Well, I’m glad you’re okay. How’s Gwen?”
I lean on the doorframe and watch him. He turns when he senses me and smiles. He struts toward me and plants a small chaste kiss on my lips then mouths, “Cooper.”
I nod my head and sit at the table.
“We’re glad you’re okay, buddy. No, I’m not getting mushy on you. You want me to what? Fine. You’re an asshole and a pussy. Feel better?” He laughs. “All right. Yeah, later. Bye.”
He shakes his head at his phone and tosses it on the counter. “I hope I didn’t wake you.”
I stand and run my fingers over his chest. “I woke up to an empty bed and I missed you,” I pout.
“You missed me?” he whispers.
I nod.
“Well, I can’t have you missing me, can I?” He lifts my leg around his waist and rests his hand on my butt cheek. “Are you wearing underwear?”
I shake my head no. He groans and lifts me around hiswaist. He carries me back up to the bed as I laugh, and he makes love to me once more.
By one I’m exhausted but happy as I plant small kisses against his stomach. My head rests on him as he runs his fingers through my hair.
“You’re birthday’s coming up,” he states. “Are you up for another surprise?”
I turn over and lean my head to face him. “I don’t want anything but you,” I tell him.
“You have me.”
“You know who else’s birthday is coming up?” I ask. “Kay’s. I’d really like to do something for her. Like maybe throw her a party or something.”
“That sounds like a great idea.”
“She really likes you, you know?”
“Of course she does.” He smirks.
