She narrows her eyes as she takes in her surroundings. “What time is it?”
“Six AM.” I shift so I’m not poking into her. “Sorry my alarm woke you.”
As she turns her body, her hip moves over my erection. Angela stills and raises an eyebrow at me. “Seriously?”
“I don’t see why you’re surprised.” I smile at her and move us into a sitting position with her straddling me. “Surely, this is not your first experience with morning wood. Besides, I have a beautiful woman literally draped all over me.”
Her eyes narrow and a small smirk lifts the corner of her mouth. “How do two people who are this attracted to one another end up talking all night and not get around to the good stuff.”
“Oh, come on. Are you saying you didn’t enjoy yourself?” I certainly had. Sure, I can’t wait to be inside her, but I don’t regret last night at all. “At least now we’re not two strangers who knew each other a long time ago.”
“That’s how Vegas works. But yes, I enjoyed last night.” She slips off my lap. “First, I’m going to brush my teeth.”
That was not what I was expecting. “You know that’s not how morning sex works, right?”
“What makes you think sex was going to happen, now.” I just raise an eyebrow and she laughs. “Okay, but we’re not anywhere close to having to deal with each other’s morning breath.”
Was it strange that I want to get there? Probably. Waking up with her in my arms was strange. Not unpleasant, really, but I don’t want to explore the feelings it conjured.
I let her use the bathroom first. If she was going to be spending the rest of the week with me, we might as well negotiate using the same bathroom. Once she’s done, I brush my teeth and my mind wonders about how this is going to work. It seems a little awkward to just go into the bedroom and just strip her naked. Then again, as she reminded me, this is Vegas. I might as well just go with the flow.
I step out of the bathroom and all the worries I just had fly out of the window. I swallow as I take her in. Angela is sitting on the edge of my bed, completely naked. Her legs are crossed, but her hands are at her sides. God, she’s beautiful.
Keeping eye contact with her, I pull my wallet from my jeans and pull out the condom I slipped in there earlier. I toss the silver packet on the bed and pull my T-shirt off before walking over to her. The eye contact may not have been our best idea, but I cannot pull my gaze away from her.
I kneel and uncross her legs. Wedging myself between her legs, I cup her cheeks and pull her lips to mine. The kiss starts out slow. I lick along the seam of her lips, urging her to open for me. She complies and slow is a forgotten memory. Her tongue glides over mine. I tilt her head to the side, taking full control. Her hands drift to the back of my neck. The feel of those soft fingers over my skin sets my blood on fire. I want to know her everywhere. I want to commit every part of her to memory.
Moving my lips over her jaw, I slide my hands from her face to her shoulders, then over her breast. I graze my thumb over her puckered nipple, and she lets out a groan.
“Oh God, Justin.”
“Yes, say my name.” I want her to know it’s me doing this to her.
I take one nipple into my mouth and her body bucks. My hand wraps around her to prevent her from lying on the bed. I’m not ready for that quite yet. I tug at her nipple with my teeth before soothing it with my tongue. She’s writhing in my arms as I move to her other breast giving it the same treatment.
Slowly, I lower her on the bed. My mouth starts its slow descend down her torso. I circle her navel, nipping and licking her as I move even further down until I reach her bare pussy.
I spread her legs even further, exposing her to me completely. “So fucking beautiful.” I run a finger through her slick folds. “God, you’re so wet already.”
“Not sorry,” she says as she watches me explore her. “Have you met you?”
Smiling, I lower my mouth and lick her from opening to clit. Her body arches off the bed. “Oh my God.”
I push my hand to her stomach, keeping her in place. I tongue around her clit and enter her with one finger. Her body writhes beneath my hand. Using a second finger, I pump faster as I suck at her clit. “Let go, Angel. I’ve got you.”
And she does. Feeling her coming on my mouth and hand has me riled up. Before she comes down completely from the orgasm, I shuck off jeans and boxers and slip on the condom and thrust inside her.
We both let out a long groan as I seat myself to the hilt inside. I don’t move, I want this to last.
Her hands grab on to my ass. “Justin, you need to move.”
Keeping my strokes slow and deliberate, I move inside her. Her nails digging into me spurs me on and I up the tempo. “Shit, Angel, you feel so good.”
She makes a sound somewhere between a grunt and a moan as she clenches again. “Justin, I’m going to come again.”
Her words make me lose control. She comes hard. Her walls have me in a vise grip as she cries out my name.
I lose all sense of my rhythm as I drive into her. I pant her name, the world around me goes dark as I follow her over the edge.
Once I’m spent, I collapse to the side of her. “Fuck.”
“Yeah.” Her breathing is as labored as mine is. I’d bet her
