“No… no, stay with me,” she decided, rolling over and resting her head on his chest. “I miss having someone to sleep next to.”
He smiled down at her and closed his eyes. It had been a long time since they’d slept next to each other, but Karissa enjoyed the way he rested his chin on her head, his arms wrapping around her. It wasn’t long before they were both peacefully sleeping.
***
When morning came Karissa expected to feel regret at the sight of Mac lying next to her, but instead she felt something close to relief. A little smile spread over her face and she watched him for a moment, thinking about what had happened the night before.
He really was a good guy, she couldn’t deny that, and he was phenomenal in bed. The only reason they had split up was because living together hadn't gone so well. They disagreed on how to live their lives and it had put a wedge between them.
She sighed and sat up, deciding she was going to give him a special wake up call. She used to do this for him every now and then when they shared the place and she missed it.
Pulling the blanket slowly off of him, she moved between his legs and bent down, not hesitating to take his cock slowly into her mouth. She started to suck at a leisurely pace, just enough to get him hard and to make him stir in his sleep.
He groaned, one of his hands tightening on his pillow, and his eyes peeled open just slightly.
“’Riss?” he muttered groggily, looking down at her. When he realized what she was doing he smirked and laid his head back down.
She stopped long enough to tell him how much she missed doing this for him, and then continued by trailing her tongue up the underside of his dick. He shivered and moaned, biting his lip as she took him all the way back into her mouth.
Her tongue swirled around him, teasing and making him buck his hips upwards. His head tapped the back of her throat as he did so, but it didn’t bother her. She’d practiced a long time on him and she knew how to handle him.
She kept going for quite a while until she knew he was dangerously close, and then she stopped. He sighed with disappointment, especially as she got up from the bed and started to walk towards the door.
“Babe, where are you goin’?” he wondered, frowning at her.
“I’m making breakfast. You can finish yourself off, right?” She winked, teasing him, and closed the door behind her as she headed for the kitchen.
Of course, she wasn’t just going to leave him hanging completely. He’d take care of himself now and she would give him something better after they ate. She enjoyed taunting him though and creating anticipation. It made things more exciting and it made him that much more enthusiastic when they had sex afterwards.
She put on her bath robe and she cooked eggs, bacon, and sausage links. She was particularly hungry after the previous night’s events. It had been a while since she’d had sex and it had taken a considerable amount of her energy to ride him like she did.
When Mac came into the kitchen he was still naked and she found it very hard to focus on finishing the food. He looked so good, his hair still a mess from sleeping.
“Good morning,” she greeted.
“Mhm, wonderful morning,” he retorted a bit sarcastically. “That wasn’t very nice of you.”
“I know, but it was fun.”
He narrowed his eyes at her mischievously and made his way over to her. “Oh yeah? Well I can think of something else that would be even more fun.”
He wrapped his arms around her waist and untied her bath robe. She didn’t bother trying to stop him. As much as she wanted to finish cooking, his strong hands were just about impossible to resist.
When the robe was out of the way, still hanging on her shoulders, his hands ran down her stomach and caressed her gently. She shivered under his touch and leaned her head back on his shoulder.
“Let me finish this,” she protested half-heartedly.
“I don’t think so,” he whispered in her ear. “I think that stove can be turned off and you can get your pretty little self up on that counter.”
“But it’s almost done.”
“So it can wait just a little bit longer.” He reached forward and turned off the stove, and then took the spatula from her hand.
She turned around, meeting his gaze and shaking her head at him. He simply smiled and pushed the robe off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.
“I want you right now and I’m going to have you,” he whispered huskily, his face hovering close to hers. He scooped her up, forcing her to wrap her arms and legs around him, his erection pressing into her warm center as he set her on the kitchen counter.
“You have very inconvenient timing,” she teased. “I was going to take care of you after breakfast.”
“Don’t lie, you know you want this,” he countered, taking his cock in his hand and rubbing it over her clit.
She squirmed and gripped his shoulders, unable to deny his words. She always wanted him and when he was in front of her like this, so close to being inside of her, it was too hard to say no.
“Yes, I do, so why don’t you give it to me?”
“Oh, I don’t think so. You’re not getting it that easily; not after what you did earlier.” He grinned and started to kiss her neck, his hand running down her leg. His other hand slowly traced down her stomach.
She sighed and closed her eyes, soaking up the tantalizing feeling of his fingers and lips on her skin. This man knew so very well how to drive her crazy and make her ache for more until she begged. She figured that’s what he was planning to do now.
He never touched her between her legs after that first moment. His hands roamed everywhere else though. They explored her whole body, caressing her legs and feet before making their up to her breasts where he rubbed his thumbs wistfully over her nipples. From there he slid a hand up her neck and into her hair, which he tugged ever so gently.
Her head tilted back and he ran his tongue over her collar bone and up to her ear. His fingers were now running down her back and he stepped closer to her, letting the head of his cock just barely rub along her slit.
She whimpered at that and wrapped her legs around him, urging him closer. He only laughed though-a deep, raspy laugh that told her he was just as eager as she was.
“Mac, I want you in me,” she told him, her lips brushing against his ear.
“Not yet, babe. Be patient.”
“I’ve been patient.” She pulled his hips even closer with her legs and pushed her groin into his. She was going to get what she wanted just like she had last night and he wasn’t going to make her wait any longer for it.
Karissa reached down between them and grasped his length, pushing into herself and moving her hips forward so that he slid in all the way. Oh wow, did that feel good. All of the build-up had driven her crazy with lust and she was so wet and ready now.
Mac couldn’t turn her down once he was inside of her. He instantly started to thrust, groaning with satisfaction and gripping her hips tightly. It had taken a lot for him to resist doing this right away and she could tell.
Her hands moved down his back only to make their way back up a moment later, her nails raking over his skin. He moaned and pumped faster, pushing deeper inside of her with each movement of his hips.
“Mac, you feel so good!” she cried out, bucking her hips to meet his thrusts.
He started to kiss her neck again, much more eagerly this time, and he picked her up from the counter. She didn’t know where he was taking her, but she didn’t care as long he stayed inside of her. She just didn’t want to stop.
It was obvious that was not at all his plan as he laid her on the kitchen floor. As soon as her back met the ground he started to pound into her, one hand on either side of her head for support. He held nothing back, slamming in over and over.
