Page 70 of Reverb
He grunted. “First person in a while, to be honest.”
Mish crawled up his body, and they kissed, gently this time. “Lucky me.”
“Luckyme.” He closed his eyes. “God, you are a fucking queen.”
She tapped his nose. “Princess.”
That smile was so damn bright. “Princess. Queen. Baby. Doesn’t matter. You’re royal and beautiful, and I...” He stopped there, his eyes widening. Staring up.
She pressed a finger to his lips. “It’s okay. Keep that for now.” Because it was too soon, and so close on the heels of pleasure. Her own heart flipped and ached when it came to David, but she didn’t know whether she wanted to pin a name on those emotions yet. There was something there, beyond a fling. Different from her other sexual friendships.
Trust. Comfort. She laid her head on David’s chest. “You can let go of the headboard, you know.”
His laughter was more vibration than sound. “I was curious to see when you’d finally let me go.” He wrapped his arms around her. “I liked that, by the way. Wouldn’t mind being tied up.”
“Mmm. Good to know.” Maybe she’d ask Zavier about rope or something. That man was far too wicked not to have a stash of toys on the trip, and he’d probably get a thrill out of her asking. Zav so loved to be up in everyone’s business. Mostly because the damn fool cared about all of them.
“Mish?” There was laughter in David’s voice. “Are you still wearing yourboots?”
“Yep.”
“Inbed?”
“Yep.”
“Oh my god.” He rolled them both over until he was looming over her. “My turn.” The smile matched the humor.
“Oh? And what are you going to do?” She stretched like a cat beneath him, but he was the one who purred.
“Why, I’m going to strip those boots off. And that bra and those panties.” His voice grew deeper. “And then I’m going to wreck you as hard as you wrecked me.”
“That... Yes.That.” More than anything else, she wanted to shout this man’s name when she came. “Then I want you to fuck me.”
“With pleasure.” He stole a kiss, then set about doing exactly as he’d intended.
Pleasure it was, too. Raw and uninhibited, and she screamed his name more than once. When they finally wore each other out, it was later than she wanted to think about. They both dragged themselves out of bed to clean up, then fell right back into it.
As she was drifting off, a thought had her wide awake and struggling to sit up. “I left Marly in my room.”
David grunted in dismay. “He’s just a bear.” He didn’t sound any more convinced of that than she did.
“You’re going to think I’m silly, but I don’t know if I can sleep, knowing he’s all alone up there.”
“Don’t think you’re silly at all. He’s my bear and I haven’t been without him in years.” David spoke the words against her back.
“I’ll go.”
He caught her around the waist. “Baby, no. You only have your dress. Give me your keycard. I’ll throw on shorts and a tee and be back down before you know it.” He paused. “I don’t think I could sleep without him, either.”
They crawled out of bed. Mish extracted her card from her clutch and handed it to David, who somehow managed to look sexy in a pair of black gym shorts and an olive-green tee. He nudged her toward the bed. “Relax.”
He slipped out the door of the room. Maybe they were both childish in this, but a talisman was a talisman. She crawled back in bed, her body aching in pleasant ways and her mind buzzing with the memories of David’s arching back, when he came, and the taste of him. How he teased and kissed every inch of her skin. How full she’d been when he’d fucked her.
If they hadn’t pushed each other to the brink of pleasure a few times, she might even have been turned on, but exhaustion made another round impossible. The sleepy high was nice, though.
True to his word, David was back quickly, Marly tucked in his arm. He handed the bear to Mish, undressed, and crawled into bed, once more wrapping his arms around her. Usually she was the bigger spoon, but shelikedthis.
“Hey, is it okay if I hold Marly?”
