Page 23 of Deja Brew

I laugh. “Good.” I wipe a hand across my face and sit upright to press a kiss on her temple. Not sure she wants my mouth near hers, but she turns her head and kisses me forcefully, pressing her tongue inside my mouth and devouring me. She leaves me breathless and when she surfaces, grins widely.

Lily rolls her hips and smirks when I groan. “You need to take your pants off.”

She drags her hands down my chest, pausing to brush my nipples, and unbuttons my jeans. She’s careful when she pulls the zip down to avoid catching my skin, and her fingers brushing me are heaven and hell mixed into one. Counting backwards barely helps, but seeing Cas from the corner of my eye cools the heat burning through me. It’s disturbing he’s still watching.

Lily’s hand stroking my dick shoves him from my mind. “You should stand and take everything off.”

“We don’t have to do?—”

“Stand up and take your pants off,” she demands with a smile.

She rises and takes my hands, dragging me to stand. Our hands bump in our rush to remove my jeans and boxers, but we manage to shove them down so I can step out of them. Lily grasps my dick and strokes down, twisting her wrist in a magical way. My stomach clenches and I thrust into her hand.

“If you keep doing that, it’ll end real quick.” I bite my lip to quiet my groan.

Her hand falls from me. “Then let’s get a move on.”

I start to kneel on the floor, but she pulls me to the couch before I make it. “Didn’t like the floor?”

“Didn’t like the carpet.” She sticks out her leg to show pink marks on her knees and stretches out on the couch.

I frown and brush a finger across the marks. “I’m sorry, I didn’t think.”

“I don’t care. I don’t want both of us to have marks. Come here.” She opens her arms for me.

I climb over her and settle to her side to avoid putting my weight on her. Pressing a kiss to her nose, I ask, “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine.” She rolls to her side so our chests press together, reaches behind her to a side-table and pats it a few times to find what she’s looking for. Her hand comes into focus with a foil packet, which she rips open to remove the condom and slides her hand between us to slip it on me.

I thrust into her hand and haul her closer, running my hands over her warm skin, and rub a nipple between my fingers and pepper kisses on her lips. Always kissing her. “This isn’t going to last long.”

She laughs. “I know, but I don’t care.”

Lily locks eyes with me, wraps her hand around my throbbing dick, and guides me inside her. I hiss at the contact and can’t help thrusting inside her, but I manage to refrain thrusting deeper to check her reaction. She throws a leg over my hip and pulls me closer to her, pushing me deeper and I let go. It’s gentle to begin with, rocking in and out while I stare at her, my hand running up and down her body. She shivers when I brush her nipple, but when she clenches around me, I’m done for. My thrusts become rougher and I spin her so her back’s on the couch and I’m above her.

She drags me into a kiss and pulses around me and it’s not long before my rhythm breaks, becoming frantic and I collapse on her. Her hands trail up my back and hug me close while I catch my breath. After I can breathe properly, I edge to the side, slip out of her, and nudge my fingers against her clit. She flinches and moves my hand away gently.

At my questioning looks, she says, “I’m too sensitive afterwards to come more than once. This was for you, like that was for me.” She nods at the floor and manoeuvres me onto my back and drapes herself over me.

“I’m sorry it was such a poor showing.” I cringe as I say it. At least I lasted ten seconds.

She shrugs, removes the condom, and cuddles into me. “Still feels nice. Especially knowing I’m the one making you feel good.”

“You do.” My arms wrap around her tighter, enjoying the feel of our skin pressed together. The stillness surrounds us with only our breath disturbing it. And my stomach growling.

Lily laughs and lifts her head from my chest. “We should clean up and get lunch.”

“Thai?” I ask with a raised brow.

“We never did eat it, did we? Let’s get some and then we can sleep.”

“I can stay?”

She kisses me softly, brown eyes boring into me. “You can stay forever.”

“Forever?” my voice breaks.

She nods.

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