"I've never been one for rules. Stay with me." My lips swept across hers softly, repeating my statement.
"I have nothing with me."
"I'll take care of it."
She grinned against my mouth, her calf snaking up the outside of my thigh and her pussy rubbing against my already hard cock. "Let's see if you can convince me."
I slid one arm from under her, running my fingertips across her collarbone, down her breastbone, and circled one nipple gently until it hardened under my touch. Her breath hitched when I repeated the action on the other side and slowly skimmed my fingers lower, taking my time and feeling goosebumps pop in my wake.
"Miller," she whimpered when I grazed my thumb over her clit.
"Hmmm?"
"You're teasing me."
"I like to call it convincing you. And I'm going to take my time this morning until you’re thoroughly convinced."
"Oh, God, please," her soft cry filled my ears as I slipped a finger through her wet folds.
My dick lurched at her responsiveness, telling me he was ready to go right then. I controlled the urge to roll on top of her and drive inside like the madman I was a few hours ago. This woman had me wanting more than a quick fuck.
My fingers glided back and forth until her warm breaths came out in shallow puffs against my lips. By the time I slid a finger inside her, she arched her back, bucking into my hand. Her eyes met mine briefly before fluttering closed and moaning in appreciation.
She was ready, her heat gripping me deeper as she writhed against me. I added a finger and curled them into her, twisting in a circular motion. Her hand flew to my neck, and she closed her mouth over mine, screaming her release down my throat until her body fell limp and she was panting.
I kissed her tenderly, capturing her tongue with mine, and moved lazily until my lungs burned for air. Slowly, I broke away and leaned back enough to catch the bright, sated gleam in her eyes.
"Lily—"
She placed a finger to my mouth, and for a second, the gleam died. "Shh.," She presses my shoulder, urging me to my back, and rolled with me. Her eyes scanned down my body, then she looked back up at me with a playful grin. I barely felt her shifting, too lost in her gaze, but the instant the head of my dick touched her pussy, I snapped out of the fog.
She braced on my chest, taking me all the way until she was fully seated on my cock. Since I was sixteen years old, I'd practiced the art of safe sex. After knowing what happened to Pierce, I always took the act of protection as my responsibility. That morning was the first time in thirty-seven years I had ever been skin on skin with a woman, and shock waves pulsed through my system.
"Baby, we need—"
"I'm clean, and the contraception is taken care of."
"I'm clean, too, but there's more at stake." I tried to sound strong, but her pussy gripping me waned all my logical thoughts.
"Just a little while, Miller. I want to feel you filling me up with nothing between us. When it's time, I'll know."
The argument died on my lips when she rolled her hips, and my brain shut down. Lily sat astride me, naked. Her red hair, tousled and messy, draped over her shoulders. Her gorgeous body was on display, her tits bouncing as she increased her speed. I gave in, allowing myself to feel what every man dreamt of. My cock throbbed inside her, and I gripped her hips, driving up to meet her stroke for stroke. A moan ripped from my throat when she swiveled, changing directions and sending red-hot fiery prickles through my body.
It didn't take long before I knifed up, knowing I was close. The skin on skin sensations were too much for me to hold out.
"Baby, I'm getting there."
She got wilder, grinding harder, her moans louder, and I gritted my teeth to hang with her. Her pussy walls tightened, and I growled a warning. She dug her hands into my shoulders and heaved forward, crying out again right as I lost the battle and exploded all over us. All my blood rushed south, and I could barely focus over the pounding in my ears. Lily clung to me, pressed close, her body damp with sweat.
"Holy fucking shit." I finally found my voice.
"I think I'm convinced to stay," she rasped, and the gravity of the situation closed in on me. The possessive nature from earlier returned, and I wrapped my arms around her, twisting until she was lying on her back.
"Excellent answer, because after that, you'd have a hell of a time getting away. Never in my life have I felt that."
Her expression took on a look of pride, and she opened her mouth as a buzzing filled the room—
I bolt up, my heart racing and gut turning in sync. Throwing the sheets to the side, I run my hands through my hair, trying to calm down. This is not the first time memories of that weekend have plagued my dreams, but it is the first time it's ended this way. Usually, it ends with me carrying her to the shower or one of the many other ways we spent our time together.
But this morning, it's that damn phone ringing that interrupted. What was it about that call? She refused to answer, silencing her phone for the rest of our weekend. It didn't bother me at the time because she used her power of seduction to sway my attention.
Why now? Why did it pop into my head this morning? The answers slam into me.
“You’re too good for me.” Her words and admissions in my kitchen reel through my mind. Whatever happened to her has seriously fucked with her head. Her gorgeous green eyes swelling with tears awakened my protective instincts. It took all
