Page 42 of In For a Penny
She threw her hair up and headed for the shower. She chose her best-smelling body wash and shaved everywhere she wanted smooth. It had been almost two weeks since they had been together. He wasn’t leaving without at least another round.
She wrapped a towel around herself. She deodorized, brushed her hair, brushed her teeth, smeared lotion everywhere she could reach, and finally deemed herself fuckable.
“Why are your pants still on?” she asked, walking back into the room. Parker was propped up on her bed, watching something about refurbishing hot rods.
His eyebrows shot toward his hairline before he jumped into action. He grabbed the back of his T-shirt and pulled it over his head. He shoved both his pants and underwear down his legs and kicked them off the end of the bed.
Astrid took just a moment to enjoy the show before turning off the light. The windows were all open and she didn’t want the neighbors to get more of a show than they were used to daily.
She tossed the towel aside and straddled his hips. He was already hard. She moaned when he sat up to pull her lips against his. He kissed and licked his way to her collarbone. She could feel the wetness gathering between her legs as she rocked against him.
“Come here,” he said and lay back down. She considered the situation for a moment in confusion.
“Come where? I’m already on top of you.” He chuckled before sliding his hands under her thighs.
“I said, come up here.”
“I’m lost. What are we doing?”
“Astrid,” he said as if she were a petulant child. “Climb on my face so I can eat your pussy, sweetheart.”
“Oh. Ohhhh.” She wiggled forward until she had her knees next to his shoulders. “Are you sure?” He used his biceps to shove her thighs forward. She had to grab the headboard for balance. She was about to protest again when she felt him flick her clit with his tongue.
“Ohhh,” she moaned, this time. He didn’t go slow. He licked and sucked with fervor until she felt her back arch in a glorious orgasm. She suspected he really couldn’t breathe under there which made him impatient.
She shifted back onto his chest. She needed a moment to catch her breath. He had his hands wrapped around her waist, holding her steady as he waited for her to recover. His face still bore the result of her climax. She couldn’t resist sliding down until she could taste herself on him.
He moaned and rolled her over. His cock slid against her already sensitive nub. She came again quickly. It took her longer to recover the second time. She didn’t have much left in her. She needed Parker inside of her now. He rolled onto his back. She straddled him and pressed down until he was as far inside her as she could handle.
“I need to get a condom, babe,” he said, trying to hold his hips still.
“Did you sleep with someone while I was gone?” she asked, beginning to roll her hips as she adjusted to his girth.
“Fuck, no. So you don’t get pregnant.” She noticed he couldn’t fight thrusting his hips slightly when she slid back down him. She would have to adjust for that.
“I’m on the strongest birth control there is to help with the pain. If I get pregnant, it will be after a well-executed plan,” she said. “When was the last time you were with anyone before me?”
“Fuck,” she heard him moan as she clamped her muscles tighter around him. He was still holding on to her waist but he was losing his fight to slow her down. “Before I moved back home.”
“Okay,” she said, beginning to pant. “I got tested when I went to the clinic for a cold at the end of last semester.”
“Why would they test for STDs if you had a cold?” She could hear his breath becoming choppy. It was time to stop talking.
“Long story.” She picked up her pace. He finally loosened his grip on her.
“Astrid,” he moaned between clenched teeth. Her muscles clamped around him as she came. She felt him still under her as he came. She collapsed onto his chest. He rubbed up and down her back as their hearts pounded in time together.
She was almost asleep when she felt him gently ease out from under her. She jumped when he ran a warm washcloth between her legs, cleaning her up.
“I can still feel you,” she mumbled. “Leaking back out.”
“Yeah?” The bed dipped behind her. She snuggled against him.
“I don’t mind. I kind of like it.” She felt him smile as he kissed her shoulder.
“So do I,” he whispered. He pulled her closer. “I like it a lot.”
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