Page 81 of Replay

“My turn,” I growled.

I reached around her back and traced over her bra till I found where it opened. I brushed the straps down, and then finally got to see her boobs. Pale red nipples, already tight and waiting for my fingers. I echoed her movements, circling them then brushing across them. She shivered, her fingers curling on my chest. A knot inside me relaxed. I hadn’t been sure I’d remember how to please her, but it was all coming back to me now.

It wasn’t enough though. I grabbed her waist and carried her to the bed, dropping her on it. She laughed, but stopped when I opened my jeans and shoved them and my boxers off my legs. She pushed up on her elbows and stared at my dick.

I looked down, making sure there wasn’t anything weird going on there. If I’d been with the team in the locker room at a game, someone might have put some dye in my underwear or something, but it looked normal. Hard, but normal for that. And not too much different from when I was last with Katie, I didn’t think.

I watched her looking at me, her eyes focused right there, and her tongue moved across her bottom lip. My dick throbbed. She got up on her hands and knees and crawled over to where I stood at the side of the bed.

“I’ve missed you.” She wrapped her hand around my cock and squeezed.

Something like a whimper escaped me. “He missed you too,” I whispered because fuck if I could think when she had her hand wrapped around me. She swiped her tongue up the underside and my knees almost buckled.

I put a hand on her cheek, pulling her back. I climbed onto the bed and stretched out across the bottom, legs hanging off the side.

“Comfy?” She raised an eyebrow.

“If you’re going to put your mouth on me, my knees aren’t holding me up much longer.” A big smile crossed her face, but I wasn’t saying it to make her feel good. It was the truth.

“You’re stable now?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Hang on.”

I did. I gripped her duvet with both hands as she demonstrated that her oral skills had only improved while we’d been apart. Or maybe it was just because it was Katie. Her mouth, her lips, her tongue, her hands—pleasure shot through my veins and I couldn’t keep quiet.

“Stop, please,” I finally said, sure I was going to come if she didn’t give me a moment. And I refused to do that before I was inside her. That was where I needed to be.

She pulled off my dick, her lips making a popping sound, and that alone almost shoved me over the edge. I squeezed the base of my dick and tried to get my brain back online. She sat up on the bed, naked from the waist up. I had to change that, because I needed to taste her pussy again.

I pushed up, grinning proudly as she stared at my abs. I’d worked a lot on my body over the past five years. “You’re overdressed, Katie.”

She leaned back. “Then do something about it.”

Exactly what I wanted to hear. I twisted so I could reach her jeans. First, the belt, then the button and zipper. I tapped her hip. “Lift up.” She shivered and raised her ass. I was tired of waiting and pulled off the jeans and her underwear together, tugging them down quickly and getting them caught around her knees. She laughed again.

Such a familiar sound. We’d laughed a lot as we’d learned sex together. We’d had to make do with stolen moments and whatever locations we could find, so there’d been a lot of fumbles and a lot of mistakes along the way. But that had been okay, because we’d been together.

When her clothes were off, I took a moment to look at her. All of her. She’d had her turn to admire me, and there were a lot of things I needed to see with her. I wanted to know what changes the five years had done to her. Her laughter died as she lay there, hair spread around her, arms to her sides, her legs stretched out beside me.

She wasn’t as thin as she’d been, but I liked the way she looked now. Curvier, older, better.

I must have spent too long staring because she brought her legs together, hiding her pussy and asking, voice tentative, “Josh?”

I couldn’t let her think there was anything wrong. There wasn’t. I ran a hand along each calf, gently easing her legs apart again. “Just enjoying the view.”

She shook her head. “I’m sure you’ve seen bet?—”

“Shhh.” I ran my hand up her legs, moving between them, eyes on her pussy. “Never seen anything better.”

I dropped my chest to the bed, gently pushing her thighs up and apart. Yeah, that was what I wanted. That pretty pussy, looking wet for me.

That wasn’t all I wanted though. I moved forward, till my face was right there.

“Josh?” she asked again, so I licked up from her pussy to her clit. She moaned and shivered. But she didn’t ask any more questions.

I took my time, getting reacquainted. Remembering her smell and taste and the things that made her noisy. I could tell she had her mouth covered, the way she’d had to back then when we couldn’t let anyone know what we were doing.

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