Page 95 of Wrap Around
His mouth twitches. "Are you sure you're not gonna pull a stitch?"
"Shut up and get naked."
He laughs, but there’s hesitation in his eyes. "You really got cleared? I wouldn’t put it past you to lie just to get dicked down.”
"I swear on the river rock. I'm fine. Just have to be gentle, or whatever."
“Or whatever,” he snorts. He narrows his eyes, still a little skeptical, but his hands go to his waistband anyway. The proof he’s not as hesitant as he thinks he should be is rapidly tenting the front of the athletic pants he’s wearing. “I showered at the gym,” he assures me.
“I don’t give a fuck. Get inside me. Like, now.”
Silas chuckles as he steps out of his pants. “Eager are we?”
“Don’t pretend you’re not,” I say, eyeing his cock, hard and jutting out from his body like it’s reaching out for me. Aww, I missed you, too, buddy.
Before Silas can make any more jokes, I spread my knees apart, letting him see me in all my glory. His eyes zero in on my little surprise for him, and his mouth drops open.
“Is that…”
“I’m prepped and ready for you, baby. Figured I would save you some time since you have to do all the work.”
“I don’t mind,” he says, eyes softening.
“Yeah, well, I don’t plan on being your little pillow princess for long. But I’ll enjoy it for now.”
“Anything you want,” he says breathily as he crawls onto the bed and over my body. “Anything you need. As long as you’re mine.”
Just when I think he’s about to get sappy, which he’s done a lot since the day we both confronted our parents and I ended up in the hospital with a near-fatal gunshot wound, he skims his fingers over my skin, diving down between us to press against the plug. I moan, deep and low, betraying just how much I need this, and how close to the edge I am already.
“Look, I’m going to come the second you’re inside me. Don’t stop, okay? I need this.”
I gasp as Silas pulls the plug from my body, fucking it in and out of me slowly before pulling it out entirely. I’m not empty for long. Silas reaches for the lube on the bedside table and then he’s lining himself up, teasing my crease with his tip.
As he presses against me, the fat head of his cock popping through my stretched muscle to breach me for the first time in what feels like forever, he groans.
“Don’t think I won’t be long behind you, little wife,” he rasps against my lips. “I need this too. I’ve missed you.” He thrusts inside me, slow and smooth, eyes fluttering closed. I let out a shaky breath. “Missed being inside you,” he thrusts again. “Missed feeling you tight around me.”Thrust.“Missed feeling you stretch me open and fill me up.”Thrust.
That’s all it takes for me to come undone. The pressure and movement of him inside me, the friction of my cock being pressed between our stomachs, and his words. I come all over us both with a pathetic whimper. I want him to keep going, but he was right, he’s not far behind me. He comes with a moan, muffled into the crook of my neck.
“Give me another five minutes, and I’ll do you next,” I say, ridiculously out of breath for someone who laid here and got serviced before blowing his load in two minutes flat.
“And how are you going to manage that?”
“Well, obviously, I’m going to lay here like the princess I apparently am, while you ride my dick.”
“Obviously.” Silas chuckles, collapsing next to me on the pile of pillows. “I think I might need more time than that, it might have been quick, but I came hard.”
“Hmmm. Me too.” My eyes are starting to droop. I really should not be this tired after minimal effort.
“There’s no need to push yourself. We’ll make up for lost time, I promise.”
The next morning, I wake up sore in the best way.
I wander into the kitchen, planning to make coffee, but the pot is already full. Lily's sitting at the counter, tapping away on her laptop.
"You're up early," I say.
She looks up, eyes still a bit bleary from the early hour. “Video chat with Zac. He’s helping me apply to the University of Calgary.”
