Page 73 of For Butter or Worse
She grabbed the bottom of his shirt, and he helped her raise it up and over his head. “Oh, I’m pretty sure I read a few that involved a kitchen...” His hands pulled her in and he kissed her as his bare chest met the fabric of her robe.
Her hands found the button of his jeans, and then glided his zipper down. She wasted no time in seizing his cock with her hand, stroking him up and down as he pulled down his pants, then his boxers. He stopped her only so he could sheathe himself. And when he looked back up, she’d removed her robe, which fell around her in waves like drizzled icing.
As he did, she began to guide his cock to her entrance, stroking her clit with the tip of him. He was already so fucking hard, and he hadn’t even sunk into her yet.
“Ready?” she breathed into his ear.
He nodded, and his hands found her hips. His fingertips dug into her as he eased himself inside her, so slowly he could barely breathe, and they both moaned as she cradled him with her pussy. She braced her hands against the table as he slid farther, burying himself deep inside her.
Fuck.How did Nina feel so good? They both paused, him filling her. She stretched and tightened against him. He hadn’t even begun to fuck her the way he planned to, but she already felt better than anything he could’ve imagined.
He rocked into her, hitting her core deeper, and her head rolled back as a moan escaped. She fit around him in such a silky way that he already knew he’d want every waking moment to be inside her. She moved back and forth on his dick, his hands steadying her hips. He wanted to make sure that every time he pumped into her, she felt all of him. He was going to delve into her so deeply that she’d have no other choice but to come all over him. He needed to feel her heat pulsing against him.
Her breathing quickened, and she said, “I need you.”
All he wanted was to hear this woman moan so loudly that he’d be able to hear it whenever he closed his eyes.
So when he slid his cock back inside her, he made sure to push until he was all the way in. She arched her back in response, and he slowly pulled out, then pumped back in.
Their moans, their thighs meeting and the slap of his balls against her ass were the only sounds in the room. He reached toward her heavy breasts and pinched one nipple tightly as he continued to fill her.
“I’m...” She couldn’t get the words out, but he knew what she was trying to say. She was going to come. He moved the hand that pinched her nipple down to her clit and gently rubbed.
“I’m almost there,” she said.
He grunted in approval and pushed into her slower, bringing his length almost fully out, then plunging back in. She tightened around him. As her groans reached a crescendo, he knew he was going to erupt as well. He thrust hard and deep until his aching cock came.
They held on to each other for several moments until their breathing returned to normal. And he knew that whatever this arrangement was...he didn’t want it to end.
Leo woke up much earlier than Nina. So he showered, brewed coffee and then drank all of it while waiting for her to wake up.
Leo:How late do chefs need to sleep?
Gavin:Why?
Leo:Just tell me.
Gavin:I get home around one, sleep till 10.
Gavin:Is this about Nina?
Leo:
So he sat on her deck, checked emails and made more coffee. When he heard her stir, he brought a cup into Nina’s room. Her eyes went wide when she saw him.
“There is not enough caffeine in the world to process this.” Her voice was adorably throaty as she sat up. She eagerly took the mug from him. “You’re already dressed?”
“You became an escape artist the last time we had a sleepover, so I figured I needed to get ahead of whatever route you might have planned this time. Do you have the day off?” He’d had so much caffeine his foot was now jiggling.
“I do.” She swallowed a gulp of coffee and closed her eyes.
He hadn’t had the pleasure of watching her wake up when she’d stayed at his place. But he noticed how extra-big her hair was from sleep, and the little pillow indent on her cheek.
“I do, too.” He didn’t actually have the time off, but he was taking it off because he wanted more time with Nina, if she’d let him. They hadn’t had a proper date, just the two of them with no photographers, so he hoped he could convince her to come with him.
She raised her eyebrows.
“How would you feel about a little road trip to get that photo for social?” he asked.
