Page 13 of Morning Wood

Domino lets out a heavy sigh. “I don’t either, at this point.” Interesting. “Ah, shit. Speak of the devil. She’s calling me right now.”

“Take the call, buddy. Also, make sure to find out if she’s the good kind of trouble or the bad kind. You might need a bit of both in your woman.”

“She’s not my… whatever, I have to go.”

I laugh as my old friend hangs up. I’ll have to check in on him later to get more info about Calista. Right now, I have my own woman to take care of.

As I step into the entryway where Bea and I have been working, I see the most scrumptious sight. My woman is bent over, her shorts riding up and giving me an incredible view of her legs and ass.

“Like what you see?” she asks, wiggling her ass and making my dick twitch.

“With you? Always.”

I step up behind her, gripping her hips and grinding her soft, juicy ass against my thick, throbbing cock. Bea slowly straightens up, placing her hands on the wall in front of her while I slide my hands across her chest and down her torso.

“Beck,” she whimpers, tilting her head back and exposing her neck to me. I lick her sensitive skin and suck on her pulse point before nipping and kissing her flesh.

“Yeah, beautiful?” I rasp against the shell of her ear.

She turns around in my arms, her green eyes meeting mine. She’s desperate, hungry, and ready for me to take her to the next level. I can see it all in her clear, vulnerable gaze. Still, I need to hear her say it.

“I… I want…”

I kiss down her neck as I grab a handful of her ass, squeezing and kneading her soft flesh while she whimpers and grinds against me. “You want…?” I practically growl.

“I want you… I want you to touch me. Everywhere. I… I want it all, Beck. And I want it with you.”

“Fuck me,” I groan, seconds before I scoop my woman up in my arms. She’s perfect.

I take the stairs two at a time, dodging any broken boards so I can carry my princess safely to bed. As soon as I set her down, Bea strips off her shirt and bra.

“Wait,” I tell her, stopping her motion. “Let me take my time with you, sweetheart. I want this to be everything you’ve been waiting for. It has to be perfect for you.”

Beatrix stares at me, her eyes filling with tears. For a moment, I worry I fucked this all up, but then she places her hand over my heart. “No one has ever cared about me like that. No one has ever taken care of me the way you have.”

I cup her face in my hands and kiss her slowly, tenderly, showing her how precious she is to me. When we break apart, I guide her to lie down on the bed. She gives me a questioning look, but the doubts clear from her eyes when I crawl over her and gather her hands up in one of mine. I pin them above her head and tuck her hair behind her ear with the other hand. I let my fingertips trail down her jaw, the side of her neck, and her collarbone until I lay my hand right over her heart. I can feel it thundering in her chest, giving away her nerves.

"You're perfect," I whisper, my lips barely touching hers. "Every single part of you. Every dip and curve, every inch of your soft skin." My hand trails lower, the pad of my thumb rubbing light, teasing circles over her nipple. Bea arches her back, shoving her tits further into my hand. I don't think she's even aware she's doing it, which makes my cock swell up almost painfully. My girl lets out a breathy whimper, and fuck, I can't wait to show her how much pleasure she's capable of feeling.

"Beck," Bea moans softly. My lips follow the same path as my fingers, peppering her skin with lingering, open-mouthed kisses. When I get to her breasts, I look up at my beautiful girl, capturing her gaze. Our eyes lock, and I never look away as I slowly drag my tongue over her hardened nipple. "Beck!" she cries out, a jolt of electricity shooting through her body.

I groan, wrapping my lips around her tight little peak and sucking. Hard. “These tits are perfect,” I growl, palming her other breast and pinching her nipple. She squirms beneath me, spreading her legs and grinding her hot little pussy against my angry, aching cock. “We fit, baby. We fit together. Don’t you feel it?”

“Show me,” she whispers, almost too softly for me to hear. I look up, training my eyes on hers. Bea nibbles on the corner of her lip, her cheeks turning bright red. Her eyes though… goddamn. They’re glowing green lights, and like a moth, I’m inexplicably drawn to her energy. Her beauty. Her mesmerizing aura.

“Are you sure you’re ready for that?”

She immediately nods her head, her thighs trembling and tightening around me. “Unless...unless you’re not?—"

“I am,” I growl, taking her lips in a claiming kiss. “I’ve been ready since I first saw you, Bea. I wanted to rip that towel off and fuck you against the wall until you drenched my cock with your release. God, Bea, I still want that. I want to give you every kind of pleasure with my fingers, my tongue, my hard as fuck dick. But I need you to know this is forever. Right here, you and me. We’re forever.”

“Really?” she asks on a quiet, shaky breath. The doubt in her voice twists me up inside.

“Yeah, sweetheart. I’m so far gone for you it’s kind of ridiculous,” I tell her with a grin. She returns it, then nibbles on her bottom lip. My eyes are drawn there, wanting a taste for myself.

“Show me,” Bea says again, her gorgeous eyes pleading with me to prove my words.

Leaning back on my heels, I let go of her wrists so I can peel the rest of her clothes off. I trail my lips up the inside of her right leg, pausing briefly to kiss behind her knee. Bea inhales sharply, making me grin wickedly at how well I can read her. I continue placing featherlight kisses up her thigh, nuzzling into her soaking wet pussy.

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