Page 90 of Tight Ends & Tiaras
We messed around this morning, but that feels like ages ago. And with Lily in the room with us then, we couldn’t let loose.
We’ve done everything but have P-in-V sex, and I think a good romp in the sheets would be a great way to distract us from the craziness of the last twenty-four hours.
He must see what I want in my expression because he laughs and pulls me into his arms. I leap up and wrap my legs around his trim waist.
“How long ago did Lily go down for her nap?” His deep voice in my ear sends chills down my body as he nibbles on my neck.
“Not even twenty minutes ago.” It takes her a full fifteen to fall asleep, which means we have close to an hour before we have to be fully clothed again. The monitor is on in the corner, so if she wakes, we’ll be able to hear her.
Rather than respond, his mouth is on mine, and we tumble onto my bed.
I howl with laughter when he tickles me. Before I can blink, he has one hand up my shirt and the other tight in my hair.
I gasp when he squeezes my boob.
“I love that you don’t wear a bra sometimes,” he murmurs against my mouth. “It’s so damn sexy. Love seeing these sweet tits when I get home.”
I like how that sounds. That he’s calling this place his home now.
“Mm.” I arch back as he settles between my legs, yanks up my tank top and takes a long lick of my nipple.
He’s so big and handsome. I love how dainty I feel in his arms. I run my fingers through his thick, dark hair.
In a rush, we tear off our clothes until there’s not a stitch between us. His dick is hard and heavy against me. It’s so hot how he does this. Like he’s teasing me. I spread my legs wider and when he pulls back, I watch him glide across my damp skin.
Leaning back, he taps his thick cock against my clit, and I shiver.
He pauses to whisper. “You sure you wanna do this, baby?”
“So sure.”
His eyes study mine for a minute, and I smile at his beautiful face. He grins back, and it sends a fleet of butterflies soaring through me. “Love that smile, sunshine.”
A second later, he’s reaching for a condom, and I watch as he takes his length in hand and rolls down the latex. We’ve already discussed how we want to use the pill and condoms since we don’t have any room in our lives for one of his little dudes to get by.
The thought of having kids with Ben hits me suddenly. I know it’s stupid to fantasize about something like that when we just started dating, but he’s exactly the kind of man I want to have children with. He’s caring and compassionate. Responsible and protective. He’s great with Lily. Patient and kind, even when she’s cranky.
Not to mention that he’s wrapped up in this incredible package.
With an internal shake of my head, I avert my eyes from his “incredible package” as I shut down that long-term fantasy. Because Ben’s never made me any promises beyond what we’re doing now, this summer, maybe this year.
Come May, it’s possible he’ll be drafted and have to move to the other side of the country. If my family has their way, I’ll be relocating to California. I don’t even know what I want to do after I graduate except start that after-school yoga program, which my father doesn’t want to hear.
There’s no guarantee Ben and I would make it through all of that pressure.
We only have now, the present, to enjoy what we can.
That bittersweet thought makes me want to soak up every moment I have with him and appreciate the time we spend together.
He kneels between my legs, his eyes on mine as he slowly works his way into me. He’s thick, so I squirm to let him in. He’s huge, and I’m petite. Our bodies couldn’t be more different, but he takes his time, gently nudging in and out.
“Fuck, you feel incredible.” He makes this low growl in his throat that makes my nipples hard.
The way he watches me is intense. Like I mean more to him, something beyond what we’ve agreed to. Like he wants to make those long-term promises.
I close my eyes, not wanting to see anything that’s not really there.
He bottoms out, and it’s incredible. He’s wedged deep, thick and pulsing. God, no one has ever felt this good. Not that I have much to compare, but Ben’s the biggest I’ve ever been with. By far. And as he begins to thrust in and out, he hits all of those secret spots I’ve barely been aware of.
