Eve eases off my dick and lifts her head. The covers have slid down our bodies. I’m breathing hard. She’s grinning at me.
“Come here, baby.” I reach for her with arms that are still not ready to take orders from my brain.
She climbs up my body and lays on top of me, planting her elbows on my chest and setting her chin in her palms. She’s grinning like a Cheshire cat.
“Imp,” I tell her.
“Mmm.”
“Welcome back to earth.” I stroke her back through my shirt.
“I hardly remember getting home or climbing into bed.”
“I did most of the work,” I tease her.
“I bet I shocked the shit out of Davis and Britney.”
“Probably, but I didn’t pay close enough attention to them to tell you.” I mentally acknowledge she has cussed. If she were in her little space, I would reprimand her. But this woman on top of me is definitely Eve the adult.
“You made me come from a spanking,” she states as if this is already featured on billboards all over town.
I chuckle. “I was there.”
She smiles, her cheeks flushed. “You’re an amazing spanker for someone who’s so new to the lifestyle.”
“Thank you.” I give her a squeeze.
She sighs and slides her arms up around my neck and rests her cheek on my chest. “You’re ruining me for other men.”
I purse my lips and thread my fingers in her hair. Inside, I’m fist-pumping. Outside, I think I’m a heel. It would be absurd to respond. What would I say? I’m sorry? Good? That’s a shame? Give me ten minutes and I’ll show you how much more I can ruin you?
I swallow, hating this situation. How on earth have I allowed myself to fall for the woman I’m meant to be protecting?
Then again, how could I not have? She’s amazing and multi-faceted and gorgeous and precious and sexy and smart and powerful and greedy and delicious and confident and timid. She’s so many things.
She’s not mine.
The next time I wake up, the sun is streaking across the room. I panic for two seconds before remembering it’s Saturday. I’m always working, but Eve doesn’t have to go into the office today. I get to lounge in bed with her as long as I want, and I intend to start our day by making her scream.
We’ve accumulated a list of sexual activities, but I have yet to be inside her, and that’s about to change right now.
I stare down at her peaceful body. She has rolled onto her belly, facing away from me at some point. I carefully ease my sleep pants down my body so as not to disturb her. She woke me with her mouth around me in the night. Time to return the favor.
I lean over the edge of the bed and snag a condom from my discarded jeans. Moments later, I’m rolling it on. Once I get started, I don’t want to have to stop touching her to find a condom.
I ease the covers down her body until her bottom is revealed. My shirt has risen up over the globes in her sleep. Her skin is still pink from my spanking. It’s sexy as hell.
I ease up closer to her side and palm her bottom, letting my hand slide between her parted thighs until I’m stroking her slit.
She gasps as she comes awake, lifting her head and twisting it toward me. Her eyes are wide, but as soon as she sees me, she smiles and relaxes, dropping her cheek back to the pillow, but facing me this time.
I ease a finger into her, and her lips part.
As her eyes slide closed, I nudge my knee between hers, parting her legs.
She lifts her butt into the air when I add a second finger and whimpers when I remove both of them to focus on her clit instead. She’s already wet, but the arousal I’ve gathered from inside her makes it easy for my fingers to glide around her swollen nub.
She gasps as I pick up the pace, her hands fisting the pillow on both sides. When she tries to lift her bottom again, I hold her down. The moan that escapes her lips is musical, so I keep focusing on her clit until she’s writhing. “Please…”
“Please what, baby?”
“Please fuck me.”
“What a potty mouth,” I tease.
She groans and turns her face toward the pillow, pressing her forehead against the soft down.
I thrust two fingers into her again but pull them back out immediately.
The growl of frustration makes me smile.
“Colton, put your cock in me,” she demands.
I chuckle. “Not yet.”
Another grumble.
“Come for me first. I want to feel your orgasm on my hand then I’ll join you.”
Her body shudders as she grinds her pussy against my fingers.
I flick her clit rapidly until she’s panting, and the moment she sucks in a sharp breath, I add two fingers to her pussy again.
“Colton…” God, I love that sound. My name vibrates in the air as she comes, her body trembling with every pulse.
I need to be inside her, and I want to catch her off guard, so I quickly climb between her legs and jerk her hips off the mattress, forcing her to her hands and knees.
“God, yes. Please,” she begs.
I thrust into her without hesitation, and she cries out.
I hold her hips steady, keeping my cock buried deep inside her. It’s been a damn long time since I’ve been inside a woman. I’ve overestimated my stamina. If I don’t get a grip, I’m going to come too soon. I want her to reach another orgasm first.
When I finally ease almost out of her, it’s my voice I hear echoing in the room. My moan.
