Page 28 of Hensley Manor
After finding what he needed in the drawer beside the bed, Ian rolled on a condom and coated his length in lube before spreading some around my entrance. He angled his body over mine and leaned down to press another soft kiss to my lips.
The tenderness of it had me in some kind of spell. I returned his kiss and pressed my forehead to his cheek. My heart beat so hard that I heard the thrumming of it in my ears. It was just sex…yet, it felt like more.
Ian guided his cock inside me, careful not to go too fast, and kissed my temple as I breathed through the sting of it. The move was made smoother once the tip breached the tight ring of muscle, and my body pulled him inside. He stilled and peered down at me.
“You okay?”
I nodded. “Keep moving. Please.”
That was what he needed to hear before thrusting forward and going the rest of the way in. The fullness of him felt right, better than anything else I’d ever felt. He pulled back before rocking his hips forward and plunging back in, but deeper. Then he did it again, a toe-curling back and forth motion that caused the bed to squeak.
His brow furrowed as he moved inside of me. As he chased his high.
I dug my fingers into his lower back, staring up at his kiss-swollen lips and wanting to taste them again. So, I did. I crushed my mouth to his and groaned deep when his movements quickened. He fucked me hard, deepening the kiss as he pounded my ass. It was just how I craved it. He broke the kiss with a breathy gasp.
“Cole,” he groaned, resting his head on mine. His hips moved faster. Harder.
Ian pulled back a bit so he could reach between our bodies and take hold of my leaking cock. Just four glides of his hand, combined with his thick cock hitting at just the right angle, and I was coming apart beneath him.
“I—I’m gonna—” My ass clenched around him as I came so hard I saw spots in my vision.
Ian made a sound in his throat and buried his face against my neck. And then he was coming, too, his raspy whimpers joining mine. Not sure if it was the high from the orgasm or something else, but as he collapsed beside me on the bed and tugged me against his chest, I felt whole.
Like I’d been broken, and he was the part I needed to slide back in place and hold my fractured pieces together.
“Will you stay with me tonight?” Ian asked, running his fingers through my hair.
I inhaled the sweetness of his skin, a mix of sweat, a hint of pine, and his own scent. He was warm, and I liked the way he brushed his fingers through my hair. Loved his breath on my cheek and how I fit perfectly against his chest, like I was made to lay there.
“Yes.”
There wasn’t a place in the world I’d rather be than right there in his arms.
Chapter Seven
Someone kissed my forehead. The tender action pulled me from sleep, and I opened my eyes to see Ian giving me a sleepy smile, his hair disheveled and his gaze locked on mine. The sun streamed through the window, lighting everything in a golden glow. Ian was still gorgeously naked. The sheet rode low on his hips, too thin to conceal the delicious erection greeting me. I kissed the light dusting of hair on his warm chest.
“Good morning,” he said, sliding an arm around me.
“Morning.” It wouldn’t begooduntil I got some coffee. Or some dick. Either would suffice.
As if reading my mind, his lips slammed to mine, hot and heavy, and it took my sleep-stupid brain a few seconds to catch up with my body—which had instantly responded to his touch. I moaned and grabbed the back of his head, tangling my fingers in his hair.
Ian rolled on top of me and opened my legs before lying between them, his mouth not leaving mine. I was still stretched from last night, so it took little time to prepare me before he pushed inside.
Definitely a good morning now.
Unlike last night, though, Ian fucked me slow, entwining our fingers above my head as he kissed my neck and drove his hips forward. Pleasure built in my spine and traveled lower, each thrust bringing me closer to that edge. Ian came before I did, his muscles tensing and his breaths harsher as his thick cock pulsed inside of me.
My ass ached as he pulled out, but before I could express my need for release, he scooted down my body and took me into his mouth.
“Mm.” My fingers played in his hair ashisfingers pushed inside me. “Fuck.”
When I came moments later, I came hard, shooting into his hot mouth as my ass clenched around his fingers. Once I came down from the high, I noticed Ian smiling up at me, his hand rubbing up and down my thigh.
“What?” I cracked a smile as he kissed up my abs.
“You’re just beautiful when you come,” he said, once level with my face. His lips glided across my jaw as his arms pushed under me and held me close.
