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After, we lay in her tiny bed, my feet hanging off the end of it, curled up together talking about the crazy day we'd just lived through.
I looked down at her, lying on my shoulder, her short hair tickling my skin. She could barely keep her eyes open. I kissed the top of her head.
"Go to sleep. We'll talk more tomorrow," I whispered.
"M'kay..."
Her breathing evened out and I lay there watching her, feeling every part of her body that was touching mine, reveling in the fact that I was here, in her bed, the most beautiful girl in California in my arms.
I wasn't a snuggler. Hell, I usually didn't even stay long enough to get the woman's phone number, let alone have post-sex conversation. This was all new to me and I didn't want to miss a second of it.
And if I was being honest with myself, I didn't believe it would last. Because in my knowledgeable estimation, good things rarely did.
19
Sunny
Sunlight streaming through the curtains woke me up the next morning. Then everything that happened last night flooded my brain and had me wide awake.
"Morning, Sunshine." Cain's gruff voice was in my ear, his hand on my hip, his body radiating heat behind me.
I rolled over to find his head propped up in his hand, looking at me. He was a sight to behold, that was for sure. Big muscles and tan skin, tattoos leaping off his chest, dark eyes watching me cautiously. I was all the way on the edge of the bed and yet he still crowded me. The poor guy was probably teetering on the other edge. I wondered how he could have even slept well last night in such a small bed.
"You don't fit." It came out of my mouth without thought, my voice raspy and breaking at the end, sleepiness robbing me of coherent thought.
His hand left my hip and his eyes shuttered, darkening in color in a matter of seconds.
I cleared my throat. "You don't fit in my bed." His head tilted. "If this sleeping-over thing becomes a habit, I should get a bigger bed."
The smile grew slowly, eventually taking over his whole body. He leaned back in, his arm circling around my waist, his face nuzzling into my neck. Another part of him thumped me on the stomach, saying hello the only way it knew how. I was deliciously sore but even that wouldn't stop me from wanting more.
"You inviting me to sleep over again already, Sunshine?"
I hooked my leg over his hips in answer, getting as close to his cock as I could. He groaned and pushed my hips away.
"Can't, baby. One condom, remember?"
His face looked like he was in pain and I knew the feeling. I felt my lower lip start to pout before an idea popped into my brain.
"We can do other things though, right?" I wrapped my hand around his cock, loving the feel of it stretching my hand wide. Giving it a tug, I had Cain jerking against me. He was fully erect, I knew he wanted this as much as I did.
"Gah, woman. You're a lot more aggressive than you look." He opened his eyes. "Not that I'm complaining. At all."
"I told you already I don't like following orders." I leaned down and licked the head of him, then stroked down and up again. Was it too soon to say I was in love with his cock?
His hips bucked again. "Good thing I won't be your boss for much longer."
My words were garbled as my mouth was busy licking other things. "Bwinwy was wight. 'S kind o hot."
Cain's hand was threading through my hair, guiding my head up and down. "Mmm...shut up and suck, my little employee."
I glared up at him as much as one could with a large organ in one's mouth. His wicked little smile was enough to make me drop the indignation and just enjoy pleasuring him. I hadn't gone down on very many men in my lifetime, but you know how there's some cock that's just there and you do it to get to the good stuff? And then there's the really excellent cock, that you literally cannot wait to get in your mouth, like a kid with a lollypop.
Yeah.
Cain's was definitely of the lollypop variety.
