Page 40 of Hers to Tame
How can she be so inexperienced at this? Did he do nothing but bend her over a desk, hammering into her? I have to make this good for her. I have to make every time good for her. Right now she’s looking up at me with trusting eyes. She has to relax or I’ll hurt her.
“Tell me some literature fact I don’t know.” Her eyebrows knit together for a minute before she stammers out an answer.
“The top-selling book ever wasDon Quixotewhich has sold over three hundred million copies.” She relaxes so I push farther in. I stop when she gasps. I kiss her, roaming my tongue around her mouth until she starts running hers around mine.
“Put your legs around me so I can push in deeper,” I whisper into her hair. I can feel her shaking, but she does what I ask. Holding a knee in each hand, I push them up until I can grind down against her clit. Pulling back I slide back in deeper than before.
“Colin,” she moans, arching toward me. I know I’ve hit the right spot.
“Relax, baby. Let me take care of you.” I drive back in to her again. By the third time, I can feel her legs shake. I want to come so badly, it takes all of my concentration to hang on for her. “I’ll always take care of you. You are mine. Tell me you’re mine, beautiful.” I grind down again as she moans.
“I’m yours, Colin.” This time when I pull out, I slam harder back into her. “Colin?” I feel her muscles start to pulse around me. Reaching down I find her clit.
“I’ll always be right here. Look at me. I’ll always be yours.” I pinch her clit as she explodes around me. She milks my shaft so hard I come with one more thrust, pumping into her until I start to worry about the condom holding. When I finally stop, I open my eyes to find her watching me.
“I love you,” she whispers. I kiss her gently on the mouth before rolling off of her. I figure she would like to breathe at some point. I get off the bed, taking the condom off in the bathroom before reaching for a washcloth. Maggie is still in the same place I left her. After cleaning her up, I lean down to kiss her.
“You know I love you, right?” I ask. She nods slowly, still watching me. “I’m ordering some food. Do you want Thai again?” She nods again. “I’m hoping I didn’t render you mute.” She laughs at that before sitting up.
“I’ll go get your bag.” Pulling on a pair of flannel pants, I walk into the living room. When I come back, she’s still watching me. “Yeah, you’re really starting to freak me out. I know that was a little fast, but please say something.”
“I’m trying to decide where we go from here.” That’s an odd thought. I didn’t know it required a plan. She slips on a pair of sleeping pants and a tank top.
“Do we need a plan? I figured we’d get something to eat, watch something on Netflix until you fall asleep, then I’ll haul you to bed. This time, however, when I roll you on top of me in my sleep, feel free to ride me like you’re on the PBR circuit.” At least I get her laughing. “Nothing is going to change, Maggie. I’m just your boyfriend with benefits now.”
“That sounds kind of sordid.” her eyebrows knit in thought. “I like it.” She draws a laugh out of me.
“You think you like that, wait until you wake up with me eating you for breakfast.” She rolls her eyes at me.
“Do you plan on making sexual references all the time now?”
“I can’t believe you asked me that. It’s like you don’t even know me!” With a wink, I scoop her over my shoulder in a fireman’s carry heading to the living room. With a smack to the ass, I dump her on the couch. When our dinner arrives, we decide to eat on the couch while watching a movie. “What do you want to do tomorrow?”
“Can we just sleep in, eat a late breakfast, wander around the city, maybe take a nap?”
“Like a napnapor a ‘nap.’” I use air quotes even. I get an eye roll for my effort. “Fine. But do we get to do body shots like last time before our nap? There are more than three body parts I can lick salt off of.”
“Or we could practice now without the tequila.” She pulls her top off, reclining back on the couch. My dick gets hard almost instantly when she arches her back, giving me a glorious view of erect nipples screaming for my attention.
“You can practice here.” She rolls a finger against her stomach, so I lick it slowly, keeping my eyes on her. “How about here?” Her hand drifts to her ribs. Licking up her side I suck on her skin where her hand was. “Here?” My mouth lands on her collarbone, marking it with my teeth. “Here?” she whispers, circling her right nipple.
When my mouth seals over her nipple, sucking it to a hard point as Maggie moans under me, I pull her up onto my lap. Managing to turn off the TV, I stand up, holding her around my waist.
“Wow, look at how late it’s gotten. I’d better get you in bed.” I make it to the hallway door when she grinds down on me. Falling against the wall, I try to regain my balance when she does it again. I spin us around, pushing her up against the wall. “Hallway wall works too.” With a wicked smile, I take up where I left off.
Just because I spend half the night between Maggie’s thighs does not mean I don’t wake up at the ass crack of dawn anyway. I’m so used to working out before heading into the office that my eyes pop open at five-thirty the next morning.
I debate with myself briefly about staying in bed, but I’ll just bug her and I already know she’s not really a morning person. Sliding out of bed quietly, I grab my running clothes before slipping into the living room. Pretty sure I’ll be back before she wakes up.
I’m wrong, but this is so much better. When I slip back into the apartment, I find my stereo turned up loud. She’s dressed in one of my dress shirts with the sleeves rolled up. Her back is to me as she is singing along to... Stevie Ray Vaugh? She’s gotten into my vinyl collection.
Closing the door quietly behind me, I ease onto one of the barstools to watch her. This is a much better view since I can now see her bare legs and feet as her hips sway to “Pride and Joy”. Damn! This could be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I’m beginning to think she’s going to stare in my refrigerator forever, that ass grinding to the music, when she spins around, squealing when she sees me.
“Good morning,” I yell over the music.
“Good morning,” she says with a grin.
I point to the bedroom, yelling, “I’m going to go shower then we can go for breakfast. I need to go grocery shopping at some point.” She holds both thumbs up before following me down the hall. “Are you showering with me?” Maggie nods eagerly. “Go turn the stereo off. I’ll plug my phone into the system in the bathroom.”
