Page 103 of Pieces of Us

A Place For My Head

Lincoln

I don’t think I’ve ever felt this elated to see her green eyes turn from dim to sparkling. Her mouth parts when she first sees me, making my shoulders slump, thinking perhaps I’ve been too presumptuous coming here. The truth is that I was going stir crazy back home.

It’s like I am a recovering alcoholic who’s jumped off the bandwagon after long bouts of sobriety. The first taste of her all those weeks ago was intoxicating, and I want to remain drunk on her forever.

Wrapping my arms around her waist feels right. Feels whole. Quenching my thirst, she pulls my face to hers, covering my mouth in a delicious kiss. I groan and take over control as she steadies herself against me, encircling her hands around my neck, stroking the soft hair at the nape.

It’s evident that our time spent apart, seeing and hearing but not being able to touch, has intensified our longing for each other. The feel of her soft body pulls against my taut one. I’m not oblivious that I’m sporting a hard-on, which is directly rubbing into her silky groin area. Strengthening my grip on her, one hand shuffles down to her satin-clad ass. Giving it a squeeze, she mewls into my mouth.

Her home is far back from the main road, private and quiet, making me feel like we’re the only two people in the world. I won’t lie, I like the fact that there will be few interruptions while I stay here. Fast running out of breath, she pulls away, and I lower her feet to the ground. There’s no way in hell I’m letting her go. My arms come down protectively over her shoulders as I pull her to my chest and give the top of her head a kiss.

She lets out a long exhale, and it’s only now that I realise she has felt the pressure of not being with me, too.

‘Come on,’ she says softly, slipping her hand in mine.

My hand squeezes hers, letting her take the lead as I pick up my gym bag, slinging it over my shoulder before wheeling my suitcase behind me. We’re silent as we retreat further into her home, but it’s not tense or awkward. Don’t get me wrong, there’s palpable tension, but it’s overtly sexual and crackles between us.

Amity is walking at such a quick pace through her home that I don’t even have enough time to take in the style of her home, whether her couch is cream or coffee, or even how many rooms she has. There is a slight salty breeze coming from somewhere, which I assume is from the ocean view I can see through the panel of glass that spans the entire back of the house.

Before I can take a closer look, Amity yanks my hand, tugging me up the stairs to the left. I stumble slightly, nearly tripping over the first stair. I leave both bags at the bottom before she pulls the socket from my shoulder. Taking two at a time, I practically leap up the staircase. Once we’re in what I assume is her bedroom, judging by the rumpled sheets and strewn clothes everywhere, Amity turns to me again and fastens her lips on mine.

I immediately grab for her, both our instincts wanting and needing to be connected. ‘Fuck, Hart,’ I groan as I palm her ass before lifting her and pinning to the closest wall. Moaning into my mouth, she wraps her legs around my waist, her back banging brutally as we go at it. Her fingers thread into my hair, tugging at the strands to keep my lips on hers. I’m thrusting my cock into her groin again, making her pant each time I hit that secret spot.

Tearing my mouth from hers, I need verification she definitely wants to do this. ‘Baby, you sure?’ She nods her head in a lusty daze. ‘I didn’t come here for this. I promise.’ She giggles, planting sweet kisses on my face and neck.

‘Fuck me now. Talk later. Much, much later.’

‘I don’t think I can be gentle. Once I get you on your bed, I’m going to fuck you so hard.’ Her eyes are molten lava as I look directly in them and tell her exactly what I plan on doing to her for the foreseeable future.

Knowing she rarely has a gap in her busy schedule, I ensured when her free days were with Uncle Mark. It didn’t take a lot of convincing to take some time off, but a heck of a lot of planning to line my ducks all up in a row.

‘If your cock isn’t in me in less than a minute, I’m going to fuck myself with one of my toys,’ she threatens lightly, licking the shell of my ear and sending exquisite shivers to race down my spine.

Spinning us around, I upend her on her bed, making her squeal as she bounces. Resting on her elbows, she watches me strip faster than the speed of light, kicking off my shoes and divesting of my trackies. Once my shirt is thrown in some general direction, landing on a pile of clothes on the floor, I shove my briefs down, revealing my twitching cock.

‘Get rid of the robe, baby.’ She sexily unties the belt, exposing her nearly naked body underneath. I’ll never get over the sight of her breasts. I am just as obsessed with them now as I was when they developed all those years ago. I used to spend hours touching and sucking them, but our time was cut short before I could fuck them how I wanted. While my body aches to do just that, I’m too horny to not be inside her.

She goes to remove her G-string, but somehow it’s sexier to me if she leaves it on. I’m having vivid images of her pulling it to the side while I plunge deep inside her. I want to feel the coarseness of it rubbing on my dick as I fuck into her. ‘Leave your G on.’ Greedy eyes drink me in as I stalk towards her.

My mouth waters the closer I get. There isn’t a single thing I would change about this stunning woman in front of me—back then or now. She’s magnificent. She grins at me with hooded eyes as I crawl over her. Her lips connect with my torso as she shuffles her way down.

‘Uh, uh, uh, where do you think you’re going?’ I half flatten her on the bed, pinning her arms over her head as I wait for her answer.

‘I was thinking I could swallow your delicious cock. Is it bigger?’ she cocks cheekily, her eyes darting down to my straining dick. I laugh, giving her a quick kiss to her mouth.

‘Baby, if your mouth goes anywhere near my cock right now, I’ll blow all over your face.’ She bites her bottom lip, as if she’s contemplating what she wants more. I see the need in her eyes that she needs to feel equally debased and loved. ‘How about I fuck you and cum all over you?’ She readily agrees, nodding eagerly.

Her room is spacious and light, thanks to the floor to ceiling window that leads out to a balcony overlooking the sea. It delights me to know I will be able to see every single expression that flits over her face. I don’t give a flying fuck if anyone can see us from the sandy edges.

I give my cock a few pumps, my thumb swiping the pearl that has appeared on my slit. Bringing it to her mouth, I watch her eagerly as she sucks the tiny drip. She moans in frustration with all of my teasing.

‘Linc, fuck me now, or so help me God, my double dildo is going to be the only thing going in my holes tonight.’ Her haughty look makes me wild. I can only imagine how her clit is throbbing for my touch.

‘Baby, that’s not even a slight threat for me. We’ll do that later. I promise.’

Putting her out of her misery, my hand travels down her body until it finds her soaking pussy behind her G-string. I groan as the wetness coats my fingers. She’s so slippery and perfect. ‘Please’ Her little cries heighten everything in me. As I start rubbing slow circles over her clit, she writhes under me. Her eyes close in ecstasy, while I make a concerted effort to rake in every feature of her flawless face.

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