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JULY 5, 2016 (CONTINUED)

Sawyer

He frowned, set her hips back down on the bed, and kneeled between her legs again. “Hey. Look at me.” When her eyes remained closed, he lowered himself on top of her so that his forearms framed her head, brushing his fingertips over the features of her face, intermittently dropping a barely there kiss on her eyebrow piercing, her nose piercing, the corner of her mouth, never touching the same spot twice. “I’m not doing anything until you look at me, Haskell.”

With a huff, she opened her eyes to gaze up into his face.

“There she is,” he said with a smile. Watching her as he did it, he pressed a lingering kiss to her lips. “I’m not going to do this if you’re going to regret it.”

“Why? It clearly didn’t take much to get me to agree to it. Apparently, my body has decided to secede from my head in terms of doing the smart thing.”

He chuckled. “It’s not like you’re separating from the European Union.” His smile faded as he watched her with honesty. “I want you, tiny, but not if you’re going to regret it.”

“It’s not like you’re going to be here to clean up the aftermath, Sawyer. We both know you’ll be gone in a couple of hours. This is just a fun way to pass a few hours to avoid the Policia Local.”

He rolled over to the side of her that was uninjured. Sliding one hand from her knee to behind her thigh, he gripped her leg and pulled it over his. “Gotta keep that ankle elevated still.” He winked at her. “You’re not wrong, tiny. I do have to go soon, but I don’t want to leave knowing you didn’t like it or if doing this is going to make you miserable. I’d rather just make out like horny teenagers and get us off with my hands than know I left you feeling sorry you said yes.”

She rolled her eyes and turned her head to look at the lamp on the bedside table.

“No, Haskell, don’t do that.” His hand reached to gently turn her face back to his. “I’m serious. It should be a good memory. Not a bad one.”

“I’m sure it’ll be a great memory, Sawyer,” she agreed.

“Then what’s the real issue?”

She shrugged. “I honestly don’t know. I definitely want to do this, but I also know that women have a tendency to be stupid about this stuff. Which is why I said I was probably going to regret it, even though I was planning to do it anyway. Having no previous experience means I have no idea what I’ll do and feel. It’s just a guess.”

Sawyer lay back against the bed, laughing.

He could see the irritation on her face when he looked up at her. “You’re the cutest grouch I’ve ever seen.” He leaned up and kissed her nose. “Are you always this practical?”

“Maybe,” she mumbled. “It takes me a long time to process things.”

He rolled them both back over, notching his hips into the vee of her thighs, his hands caressing every inch of her he could reach. “I promise, Haskell. It will be wonderful. You’ll feel great, and maybe you’ll miss me for a day or two, but it’s not going to destroy your world. You don’t strike me as the devastation-driven type.” His fingers stilled at the waistband of her panties. Eyes locked, he whispered, “‘Yes,’ and we rock each other’s worlds. ‘No,’ and we just cause it to tilt a bit.”

Eyes flicking back and forth between his, he watched as Haskell sucked in her cheeks, lips pursed, and then she blew out the breath she’d been holding.

“Yes.”

The moment the word began, his hands were pulling down her panties, sliding them down her legs and over her ankles, and then he was lapping at her between her legs to get her wet and ready for him. While he continued to drive her to the edge, he rustled around in his pockets, removing a condom from one of the buttoned pockets. He broke away from her after throwing it on the bed next to him, and he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, shucking them off, only for them to get hung up on his shoes.

Sawyer kneeled above her, pulling each one from his feet, dropping them over the side of the bed, then removed his pants the rest of the way and added them to the growing pile. He reached for her hand and brought it to his hard cock. Keeping his hand on top of hers, he showed her how much pressure, showed her how to give it that final twist up at the top that not only allowed her to spread his precum and smooth the way but also make him shudder. Once she had it down, he grabbed the condom packet and tore the package open, dropping the foil athis side. Brushing her hand aside for a moment, he sheathed the latex over his cock.

He lowered himself back over Haskell, his heated skin pressing against her cool limbs. “Cold, pretty baby?” he asked, gathering her tightly to him.

She shook her head. “Not now,” she admitted.

He smiled, then he kissed her. She was tense still, although not nearly as bad as she had been. Being nervous was normal, he supposed, but sex was fun. Nothing felt better. She’d understand afterward, he was sure. There was nothing to possibly regret except that maybe she’d waited this long.

His kisses trailed down the side of her face to her throat. Notching himself at her opening, he whispered, “Let me in, Haskell.”

Without hesitation, she hitched her injured leg over his hip, opening her core to him. Sawyer began to push inside in a series of shallow thrusts. She was tight. Tighter than he was used to. Well, she was a tiny girl, so he supposed that shouldn’t be surprising. She was wet, but he was going to need a little bit of assistance there.

He slid down so that his mouth was once more even with her mound. When she began to shift with unease, he put one hand on her abdomen and looked up at her. “Easy, tiny. You’re such a little thing. Just making the way easier.”

His tongue took a long swipe from bottom to top. Then a second. Then a third, with the tip swirling around her clit like he had with her belly button earlier. It was such a contrast to the sweetness of her mouth. Tart. Spicy. Using his fingers to separate her outer lips, he stiffened his tongue to form a point and delved into her channel, using it like he would his cock in a few minutes.

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