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Her broken moans only fuel me, and when her sex starts to quiver, I revel at how close she is to coming apart once more. “Yes, baby. Come for me,” I growl against her pussy before wrapping my mouth around her clit and sucking at the swollen nub.
She screams, the sound raw and guttural.
It tears out of her throat and fills the quiet night as beautiful spasms roll through her body. I lap at her sex to draw out the orgasm, and for more of her taste. The orgasm seems endless, and when it finally fades, she goes boneless, her fingers dropping from my hair and legs sliding off my shoulders. I straighten to look down at her.
I didn’t think I could fall any deeper in love with her than I already am, but I was wrong.
She looks like a fucking angel, lying naked on my bed. Her face and body are flushed pink, and those juicy tits are just the right size for my palms. She’s beautiful, breathtaking, and when my eyes finally lift to hers, I find it hard to breathe. Even with my aching cock pushing against my zipper and my balls threatening to explode, I find that nothing matters in this moment except her.
“Are you okay?” I whisper, brushing her hair from her face.
“I think so. I can’t feel my legs,” she says with a smile. Her eyes drop down my body to the bulge pushing against my pants. “We…um, should probably take care of that.”
I smile at the suggestion. She doesn’t look like she could lift an arm. She looks perfectly sated and equally sleepy. I lean down and peck her lips before pushing out of bed to grab a towel from the bathroom before walking back to the bed. Her eyes are half closed, and I watch with amusement as she flushes when Irun the towel between her thighs to clean the stickiness between them.
“You need rest,” I say, dropping the towel before climbing into bed and tugging the covers over us.
“No, I don’t want to sleep. Not yet. We need to take care of you, and—”
“Shhh,” I say, pulling her into my arms and hugging her close. “I’ll take care of it later.”
“But…”
“It’s been a long week for you, hasn’t it?” I rasp into her hair, pushing down my own need as I will for her to fall asleep.
“You made it better,” she hums sleepily.
“Good. Now don’t worry about anything. Just close your eyes.” I brush my lips over her temple, ignoring the fact that I’m in bed with the woman of my dreams. “No bad dreams tonight.”
She jerks against me. “H-how did you know?”
“I can always tell when you have a rough night. It’s all over your face the next morning,” I say. “Tonight, if your ex enters your dreams, invite me into them too. Let me take care of him for you. In and out of the real world.”
“Okay,” she whispers.
In minutes, she’s out like a light. I wait until I’m sure she’s fallen asleep before slowly pulling away and slipping out of bed. I grab the towel and head back to the bathroom, and the second the door is closed, I can’t get my dick out fast enough.
My hand slaps against the wall for balance as I take my cock into my palm, using my precum to slick it as I stroke it. Everything in me aches with need for her.
I was so close tonight. I could have slammed my cock into her tightness and made her mine. Hell, she gave me plenty of chances to do just that, but I held back.
“Fuck,” I say raggedly, propping my head on the wall as I jerk myself. My balls are heavy and burning with seed, cockaching for relief even as my mind swims with thoughts of her. Every inch of that perfect body is mine, and I’ll be damned if I let another man touch what belongs to me. My vision wavers as I work myself faster, picturing those blue-gray eyes watching me as she takes my cock into that sexy little mouth… “Oh, shit. Fuuuck!”
My tense muscles release in a violent shudder, and I go blind for a minute. For several seconds, I see nothing but white light dancing behind my eyelids as my body roars with the orgasm. I bite down a growl as I spill into my hand, picturing my seed painting those sexy tits and her stomach, all the way to her folds.
It’s her I see as the wave of pleasure rolls through my body. It’s her name on my lips and in my heart as I tremble with the force of my orgasm. It’s the taste of her on my tongue. My muscles spasm as I stroke my cock until I’m empty.
I don’t move for a couple of seconds as the bathroom fills with the sound of my panting. I’m still shaky from the orgasm as I clean up my mess and hop into the shower. I manage to jerk off once more to thoughts of her, lasting longer this time, and when I finally get out, my ears aren’t roaring like they were when I walked in.
She’s still asleep when I get back to the bedroom. I slip into a pair of boxers before climbing into bed next to her. She immediately burrows into me when I pull her into my arms, her body fitting against mine like we were made for each other.
I bury my face in her hair and inhale her scent, letting it lull me to sleep.
Chapter Five
Abby
I wake up wishing for a shovel, a nice bright flashlight, and knowledge of all the best spots to hide a body. My body. As far underground as possible, where no one will ever be able to dig me out, if only to hide from the events of last night.
