Page 62 of Time for Change

My balls draw up tightly and my spine starts to tingle. Bliss slams into me with the force of a thousand hurricanes, tipping me over the edge. I fall, completely lost in the feel of her body, as my own release takes me for the ride of my life.My mouth finds hers, and my tongue slides inside, tasting and savoring as my release slowly starts to subside.

Stevie’s legs slowly fall limp on the bed, and a slow smile spreads across her face. I come down on top of her, my sweaty body pressing firmly against hers, as I find her mouth with my own once more. I could kiss this woman for the rest of my life, and it still wouldn’t be long enough.

Knowing I’m most likely crushing her, I turn on my side and take her with me. My cock is still buried inside her body, and even though I’d much rather keep him tucked in this magical, happy place, I’m going to need to get rid of the condom and clean up. Gently, I pull out of her body and tuck her into my side. She hitches her leg over mine and rests her head on my arm. The warm breath of her exhale tickles my neck and feels nothing but right.

“I need to run to the bathroom and take care of the condom,” I tell her softly, placing my lips on her forehead.

She hums and snuggles farther into my embrace. “One more minute,” she murmurs, placing her lips against my chest.

Since it appears I’d give this woman anything she wants, I continue to lie here and just hold her until our heartbeats have slowed, her breath has evened out, and I start to wonder if she fell asleep. Slowly, I start to extract myself from beneath her, wanting to get rid of the condom and clean up a bit, but also needing to make sure the house is locked up before I climb back into bed. Something tells me when I return, I’m not going to get out of it until sometime tomorrow.

She murmurs and shifts, curling deeper into my pillow. The sight of her there steals my breath and causes my heart to sing. The contentment I feel in my chest is alarming, especially since I haven’t known this woman very long. We’re still getting to know each other, and the last thing I need is for great sex tocloud my judgment. I need to take this slow, despite feeling the need to dive in with both feet.

After making a quick stop in my bathroom, where I get rid of the condom, pee, and clean up a bit, I retrieve a second washcloth and wet it with hot water. I return to the bedroom, where Stevie is sleeping, and decide to run downstairs. I go to the front door first and throw the locks, flipping on the security light on the porch. The television is still on, so I quickly find the remote to turn that off and go to the kitchen to make sure everything is secured there too. The back door is locked and the garage door down, so I turn on the light over the sink, and return to the stairs.

I’m ready to get back to Stevie.

I take the steps two at a time and move quickly to my bedroom. Stevie’s exactly where I left her, curled up against my pillow. Grabbing the still-warm washcloth, I slip beneath the comforter and draw her into my arms. “Stevie? I brought you something to help you clean up.”

“Mm-kay.” She takes the washcloth from my hand and swipes it between her legs without so much as opening her eyes.

“I could have helped you,” I murmur softly, depositing the used cloth onto the floor to deal with later.

She sighs, throwing one leg over mine and making herself comfortable at my side. “Sorry I’m so tired.”

A smile spreads across my lips. “I’ll take that as a compliment,” I tell her with a chuckle.

“It is one. You wore me out,” she mutters, kissing my shoulder as she snuggles into me.

“Sleep.”

She exhales, her warm breath tickling my naked chest. It’s been a long damn time since I’ve shared my bed with a woman but having her here feels right. And it’s not just the post-orgasmic glow talking. The connection, this invisible pull I feelfor Stevie is strong. Even though I should, I don’t question or fight it. I let the draw take hold and willingly follow it into the unknown.

Feeling more content than I ever have, I close my eyes, and with Stevie at my side, fall into a deep sleep.

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I startle out of a dead sleep and feel the blanket shift on my chest. It’s immediately followed by a small soft hand and the tickle of hair on my arm. A flood of memories hits me, causing a smile to spread across my lips.

Through the moonlight creeping into the window blinds, I see Stevie facing me, sound asleep. Watching her lying beside me feels surreal, yet incredibly right. She’s absolutely gorgeous, with her hair spread across the pillow and hints of her naked body on display. My cock immediately starts to stir to life, ready for another go. Now that he’s been given a little attention by something other than my hand, he seems to demand more.

Holding completely still, I will my dick to calm down. The clock on my nightstand tells me it’s around two in the morning, which leaves plenty of night left before we decide what we’re going to do on our joint day off.

Just as I start to get my cock under control, Stevie stirs once more. This time, it’s her hand that moves, first touching my abdomen and then slowly moving south. I don’t know if she’s sleeping or not, but I hold completely still, trying not to thrust my hips in search of contact.

Then, it happens. Her soft, delicate fingers wrap around my hard dick and gently squeeze. A groan fills the room, pulled straight from my gut, and this time, I’m unable to control the movement of my hips. Stevie purrs, giving me a soft strokeand sending every ounce of blood my body possesses to one concentrated area.

“You should be sleeping,” I mutter through gritted teeth.

She sits up without removing her hand, a coy grin on her face. What little makeup she was wearing is gone, her hair is wild from sleep, and her sexy body is completely exposed and on display. I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman in my entire life. She literally takes my breath away.

But then she bends over, sliding her tongue around the head of my cock and making my eyes cross. She dips lower, drawing me into the warm, wet recesses of her mouth, driving me absolutely wild. It feels so fucking good I’d willingly sign away my home and business right now without giving them a second thought.

Her mouth is pure magic.

She continues to move, dropping down lower on my erection and swirling her tongue around the head. Reaching out, I take her hair in my left hand, holding it to the side so I can watch. She bobs up and down several times before reaching between my legs and cupping my balls. “Jesus,” I mutter, trying my best to breathe through the onslaught of pleasure.

Needing to get my mind off the fact I’m getting blown right now, I slip my right arm between her legs and slide my fingers across her pussy. She’s dripping wet, so I take the opportunity to play. She rocks her hips, and the moment I place two fingers at her entrance, she sits, taking them inside her body.

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