Page 61 of Searching for Sadie
He crossed his room turning on his bedside lamp but turning off the large overhead one. Once he threw back the covers and got in, she came right to him and laid her head on his chest, throwing one leg over his. It was utter perfection. He could spend every night like this. While they weren't there yet, he was getting more and more certain that was where he wanted to be heading.
He plugged his phone and checked his alarm.
"I have to get up around seven tomorrow. Do you have to be up at any particular time?"
"Not really," she said.
"Okay, well, you can stay here and sleep if you want to, but I gotta get up and head to a job site."
Her hand began to trace up and down his chest before snaking around his waist and holding him close.
"Thank you," she said softly.
"Anytime, Songbird."
He reached over and turned out his lamp. The only light was the moonlight from the window. It fell across her face giving her an angelic glow. He bent down and kissed the top of her head breathing in the smell of coconuts from her shampoo. He closed his eyes and melted into the feel of her soft body pressing into his. Her breathing had slowed and become rhythmic. Only then did he close his eyes and drift off to sleep.
The next morning, he woke up to the sun shining and the alarm on his phone going off. He quickly silences it before shutting the blinds, keeping his room as dark as possible for Sadie who was still sleeping in his bed. Quietly he made his way to the bathroom and brushed his teeth before hopping in the shower.
The warm spray of the water on his face helped to wake him up. The events of the night before were playing in his head. I wanted to know why she was so upset. What had happened on the show? He wanted to watch it, but in a weird way it almost felt like a violation of privacy or something. He would have to ask her if she minded if he watched it.
As he turned to rinse the shampoo from his hair, the door to the shower opened. In walked a naked Sadie... and just like every single thought disappeared from his head.
All the breath left his body as she stepped right up to him and claimed his mouth. Oh fuck yeah! He wrapped his hand around her head deepening the kiss. His tongue swept into her mouth claiming her right back. His hand started to explore her wet naked body, but then she dropped to her knees.
"Baby, what are you doing?" he rasped out, his hand still in her hair.
She looked up at him and licked the underside of his cock.
"Sadie," he said through clenched teeth.
"Do you want me to stop?" she asked. But the sight of her on her knees before him with his dick in her hands, no, he didn’t want her to stop.
Her hand gripped his cock and began to work him.
"Lucas?" she asked.
Oh, right, she was waiting for an answer.
"No, I don't want you to stop."
That was all she needed. she licked his cock again before taking the head into her mouth and sucking. She steadied herselfwith one hand on thigh and the other gripped the base of his cock. She worked it as she took him deeper into her mouth. The sight of her mouth stretched around his thick cock had him just about there. It's only been a few moments, and he was already about to come. He clenched his teeth, one hand grasping the shower wall and the other held her hair back so he could watch her work. He hadn't seen anything more beautiful than this in his entire life. At least none that he could recall at the moment.
She took him deep and he hit the back of her throat while her other cupped his balls. It was heaven. The feel of her hands and mouth on his body was pushing him closer and closer to the edge. Clenched his entire body, fighting the urge to buck into her mouth. But she slid around and cupped his ass and pushed further into her mouth.
His hand fisted into her hair as he started to slowly roll his hips. And then she moaned. She fucking moaned. He was gone.
"Sadie," he ground out. "I'm going to come."
She looked up at him with her deep brown eyes and nodded. At that his stomach clenched as he released hot spurts of cum down her throat. She sat back on her heels and grinning up at him.
"Fuck," he groaned as he helped her up.
He moved to pull her closer. The showered wasn't quite big enough to fuck her the way he wanted to, but he was ready to get his hands and mouth on her perfect pussy. Only she kissed him but pulled away. Then she opened the shower door like she was about to slip out.
"Just where do you think you're going?" He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close.
"I have to go."
