“Touch yourself,” he demanded.
Her hand slid down and started to rub her swollen skin. Her head went back, her muscles started to convulse and her body let loose a ton of tension.
Both his hands were squeezing her hips to hold her in place as he came and made more noise than he ever had before.
He was moaning, his eyes were closed and he almost looked as if he was in pain.
She collapsed down on him, she was so spent.
Bad move.
The recliner they were in was tipped back and actually went crashing to the ground, her on top of him, their feet up in the air while they were still joined.
“Fuck,” he said. “Are you okay?”
She was laughing so hard she couldn’t answer him.
He moved her off of him and she rolled so that she was sitting on the carpet bare assed naked. “Oh my God. Are you okay? I didn’t break your dick or anything, did I?”
“Hardly,” he said. He was standing and pulling his jeans up, then helping her stand.
“I need the bathroom,” she said, rushing to the one that was in the basement and cleaning up.
When she opened the door to come back out, Van was standing there with her jeans and underwear in her hand.
“Frankie had an accident,” he said. “I think we scared him.”
She started to laugh again. “I’ll take care of it.”
“I’ve got it,” he said. “My fault. I was a little rough.”
“Don’t pull that whole you’re a lady thing again.”
“Nope,” he said. “I learned you’re not one.” When her jaw dropped he tapped her nose. “You told me that. Remember?”
She couldn’t dispute it and watched him walk away while she pulled her jeans on.
“I’ll let Frankie out,” she said.
She took her puppy out the door to the basement that went into the yard. Frankie did his business in the fenced-in yard that Van had. She did love this house.
What a great place it would be to grow up.
“It’s all set,” he said when she came over to help.
“That was fun,” she said.
“You always find the fun in everything,” he said.
“Let’s go upstairs,” she said. “I want to talk.”
“Great,” he said. It was the tone of his voice that had her holding back a sarcastic comment.
Though that did sound more like him.
When they were settled into the living room up on the main level, she asked. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” he said.