Page 79 of Until We Break

There had been nights when I’d find her curled up on the couch or swinging on the screen porch. It didn’t matter how easily she fell asleep, something kept waking her up. Whenever I asked, she said she was too hot, or restless.

I hated to leave her now. I hit snooze. I could try to squeeze another seven minutes out of the morning. She nuzzled against my chest and kissed my neck.

“Bye,” she whispered. “Have a good day at work, honey.” I liked how she madehoneysound sassy and cute when she said it each morning.

She was warm. Her naked body draped around mine. Margot had announced weeks ago it was too damn hot in the South to sleep with clothes on. I hadn’t disagreed with her on that point. I liked how she climbed into bed each night bare and silky. She cranked the AC high and shivered when she slid under the covers.

I rubbed my palm along her hip and down her thigh.

“You have to go, don’t you?” Her eyes fluttered open.

“Not yet. I hit snooze. You aren’t getting rid of me yet. Honey,” I added.

I ducked under the covers, kissing her breasts, and played with her nipples. I swirled gently over each one, admiring how they perked against my tongue.

“I’m not awake, Caleb,” she whispered.

“It’s a dream,” I teased. “Go back to sleep.”

“I want a fantasy dream,” she purred. She pressed on the top of my head, guiding me along her stomach. I stopped to kiss her skin before I reached my destination.

“You can have your fantasy. Go back to sleep, baby.”

She nodded, opening her legs wide for me, as I settled between them. With one lick of my tongue against her folds, her hips began to rock.

“Ohh,” she cooed.

I smiled, tasting her again. This would wake her up. It would wake us both.

I sucked and lapped at her, widening her folds. Her clit was hard and responsive to every tiny movement I made with my mouth. I blew a whisper of breath over it, then made a zigzag pattern with the tip of my tongue.

I slipped a finger inside her, smiling when I heard her whimper. Fuck. I loved this. I loved kissing her. Tasting her. Loving her in the morning or at night. I began to work it in and out, alternating with twists of my tongue. Coaxing her body to respond. Urging her to come in my mouth. I wanted to drink from her. Savor her. I pressed her thighs wider, exposing her. I looked along the curves of her body, watching in awe as she rubbed her nipples. She was cresting, riding the wave, waiting for me to push her over the edge.

I eased another finger against her entrance and sucked relentlessly on her clit. Margot exploded in bursts of cries and please. I immediately thrashed my tongue back and forth, experiencing the pleasure with her.

“Fuck,” she moaned.

I laughed, kissing her entrance over again. I could do this all fucking morning.

“You woke me up,” she whined.

“Sorry?” I winced playfully.

“You are not sorry.”

I shook my head. “Not at all. I want you again.” I kissed the inside of her thigh and the top of her knee. Her skin had tanned over the summer. She no longer looked like the city girl who showed up here.

She leaned forward, taking my cock in her hand, stroking it. I was already hard and needed little convincing.

“How much time do you have?” she asked, not trying to hide what she wanted.

“Enough to fuck you breathless, baby.” The alarm went off. I hit a second snooze setting.

She leaned back on the bed as I nudged my cock to her swollen, warm entrance. Damn, she was hot and sexy.

I pushed inside her as we both saw stars and early morning sunrises radiating around us. I groaned. She felt so fucking good. I pumped slowly until I felt my need growing and my resistance fading. I knew the snooze alarm was counting down, working against us. I pumped inside her with urgency. I wanted to feel every part of her. All her warmth and her grip.

I kissed her as I flipped her on top of me. Her hair fell around my face. I looked into her green eyes, sparkling like emeralds in the morning light. Her hips moved with as much fierceness as mine did. I took her nipple between my fingers, and she cried out. I rolled us onto our side, dragging her thigh over my hip. I angled deep in this position. Her lips dragged across mine. But we’d already lost our breath and our minds.

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