Chapter 23
CHAPTER 23
Isaac
This is the second morning in a row I’ve woken up with my girl in my arms. This time, she’s naked, though. I crowded her in her room while she went through her evening routine, watching her with fascination since I’ve never been privy to her evening routine.
I enjoyed observing every step, from the way she takes off her makeup to how she holds her toothbrush. I like how she uses a specific amount of toilet paper and folds it just right.
Amber wasn’t pleased when I commented on that last part, but at least she didn’t demand I get out of the bathroom while she peed because that wasn’t going to happen.
“You’re just going to stand there and watch me get ready for bed?” she asked when I leaned a hip against the vanity and crossed my arms.
“Pretty much. I’m curious. I’ve known you for two years, and there are so many things I don’t know about you. I want to know everything.”
“Do you need to learn all of it today?” she asked as she flossed.
“If possible.”
When she tipped her head back to examine the stitches, I picked up the tube of petroleum jelly and dabbed it on for her.
She wasn’t super Little after dinner. We watched a romcom together on the couch. She stretched out and put her head in my lap. I stroked her hair until she couldn’t keep her eyes open. It was heaven. I have no idea what the movie was about.
Amber made a dramatic production of taking her dress off and dropping it in the hamper. She removed her panties next before sashaying into her bedroom naked.
My cock was hard as I watched her pick out a tank top from one of her drawers. As soon as she slid it over her head, I vowed to examine the contents of those mysterious drawers soon. The tight tank top was pale pink this time, similar to the one she’d worn the night before.
She put on bikini panties next and then lifted her gaze toward the corner of the room and groaned. “Crap. I forgot this room isn’t safe to be naked in. From now on, I’m dressing in the bathroom.”
I chuckled. “Don’t do it on my account.”
She rolled her eyes and sauntered out of the room.
I followed her like a puppy straight into my bedroom. She’d been in there before, but not often, and usually just to ask me something from the doorway.
Last night, she wandered around, looking at things but not touching anything.
“I don’t have any secrets from you, baby. Open drawers if you want. Touch my things.”
She shrugged and turned toward the bed. “I hope I like your mattress.”
I chuckled. “If not, we’ll either swap them or get a new one tomorrow.”
She roamed from one side to the other and then looked at me. “Which side is mine?” Everything about her was light and silly.
“Neither.”
She furrowed her brow. “You don’t want me to sleep in here?” She looked a bit nervous.
“Oh, baby, you misunderstand. I don’t care where you sleep. You can pick the kitchen table if you like a super firm surface. No matter where you choose, I will be next to you, crowding you, suffocating you, but when we’re in a bed, you’ll be in the center.”
She slowly smiled before giggling. As soon as she set a knee on the mattress, I took quick strides to her, wrapped an arm around her middle, and pulled her back. Next, I lifted the tank top over her head and tossed it on the floor before following that up with her panties. Then, I pulled the covers back. “Get in, baby.”
She rolled her eyes. “I can’t sleep naked.”
“You can. I promise.” I removed the shorts and T-shirt I’d been wearing and dropped them on the floor in the vicinity of her clothes, flipped off the light, and lifted her onto the bed. “Center, baby,” I ordered.
That was eight hours ago. It’s early morning now. The sun is peeking through the edges of the blinds, enough for me to see my girl just fine.
God, she’s fucking amazing. Every inch of her is perfection. She’s lying on her stomach with her arms under her pillow. Her hair is fanned out around her. Her lips are parted.
I’ve tugged the sheet slowly down her body so her bottom is visible. I’ve also leaned over and examined it enough to know it’s still tinged slightly pink from how hard I spanked her yesterday the second time, but it’s not bruised. I’m glad.
Her smooth skin is lightly tanned all over. There’s a smattering of freckles, but the only blemish I’ve noticed on her entire body is the scar she’s about to have on her chin. It will hardly be noticeable.
I’m staring at her ass when she murmurs sleepily, “How long have you been watching me?”
I chuckle. “A while.”
“That sounds boring.”
“I can assure you it’s not.” I set a finger on the swell of her thigh and trail it up over her soft globe, watching goosebumps rise on her skin. I continue up to her shoulder. “Is there anything urgent on your agenda today, baby?”
“Ummm. I don’t think so. I was going to paint, but I don’t think my head is in the right place.” She pulls up to her elbows, giving me a glimpse of the swell of her breasts.
“Good. I’m taking you to your brother’s this morning.”
She furrows her brow. “Why?”
“You need a babysitter,” I tease as I roll her onto her back.
“A babysitter?”
“Yep. I’m not leaving you home alone, so you’ll have to go over there for a few hours while I run an errand.” I like this side of her body as much as the other side, and I dance my finger down between her breasts.
“An errand? Since when do you run errands?”
“Since my sexy girlfriend told me she wouldn’t marry me until I proposed properly.”
A slow smile spreads across her face. “Seriously?”
“Yep.”
“That’s the first time you’ve called me your girlfriend. Don’t you think it’s a bit fast to ask me to marry you?” she teases.
I tickle her side, loving the way she swats at my hand as she giggles. “There is nothing fast about our relationship, baby. We’ve been living together for a year. We’ve been dating every single day for two years. I cook most of your meals and drive you around. From that perspective, we’ve gone far too long without a ring.”
She giggles again. “Well, if you put it that way. But you only saw me naked for the first time yesterday, and I still haven’t even had your cock in my mouth.” She rolls onto her side, lowers her gaze casually toward my dick, and tugs the sheet away until my fully-erect cock is in her line of sight.
I groan. “Baby…”
“What?” She bats her eyelashes. “What if I don’t give a good blowjob? You might want to change your mind.”
I cup the back of her neck and lean in closer. “I don’t give a fuck if you never give me a blowjob. It’s not a requirement for marriage.”
She gasps. “Blowjobs are important.”
I lift a brow, amused by her banter. “Really? And how many have you given?” The question pops out of my mouth before I think it through. I quickly cover her lips. “Don’t answer that. I don’t want to know. It was a terrible question.”
She wraps her fingers around my wrist and pulls my hand away. “None, Isaac.”
My breath hitches. “Seriously?”
She nods and lets her gaze trail down to my now even larger cock. “Are you worried?”
“Fuck, no. Why would I be worried?”
She shrugs. “What if I do it wrong?”
“There is no right or wrong to a blowjob. You can’t mess it up as long as you don’t bite me.”
“Can I drag my teeth along your length like you did my clit?”
I pull her head back and lean in so our faces are an inch apart. “Are you trying to kill me?”
She smiles. “No. That would suck. Who would be my bodyguard if you died from sex talk?”
“Such a naughty girl.” And so fucking perfect in every way.
She rises onto her hands and knees and pushes me to my back.
I have to let her, of course. What red-blooded man would turn down what my girl is offering?
She stares down at my dick before trailing a finger up the length. “So, it’s okay if I lick along this vein?”
“Amber…” I warn.
She leans over and blows on the tip of my cock. “What?” she asks, filled with mock innocence. “I’m just asking what you like.”
“What I’d like is for you to straddle me and sink your pussy down my length.”
“I like that idea. We’ll do that after I taste your cock.”
I shiver when she says cock . It hasn’t come out of her mouth before. It’s naughty. “What a dirty girl.”
“Mmm. You might have to wash me.” She leans over my erection and flicks her tongue over the tip, tasting the drop of precome that’s been seeping out for a few minutes.
I slide a hand up her back, not wanting to pressure her but needing to touch her all the same.
Amber wraps her pretty mouth around my shaft and lowers her head several inches.
I stifle a groan. It’s hard not to react to her. She’s definitely going to kill me.
She doesn’t need any instructions. That’s for sure. She’s sucking me like she’s been doing so for her entire life. “How in the hell do you know so much about blowjobs?” I mumble.
She lifts her head, releasing me with a pop. “I watch porn. I read books, silly.”
I grab her waist and pull her over my body so she straddles me. “Sounds like I need to monitor your computer privileges. You might need parental settings,” I tease.
She giggles. “How would I know how to properly suck cock without a tutorial?”
I growl. “Baby, you do not need any tutorials. Now, enough sucking. I want you to fuck me from on top.”
She hovers over the tip of my erection. “I’ve never done this either, Isaac.”
Fuck. She has a piss-poor sexual history. I’m not interested in knowing the details, so I won’t ask, but good heavens, she’s been with shitty lovers. I hold her hips. “Nothing to it. Move at your own pace; take as much of me as you want. You can use your knees or your feet as leverage. Whatever feels more comfortable.”
“Okay,” she whispers as she watches herself lower onto my cock. She whimpers. “That feels so good,” she murmurs.
“It feels fantastic,” I agree. I hold her still when I realize I didn’t put on a condom. “Shit. I forgot to grab a condom, baby.”
She eases down farther. “You don’t need one.”
“You sure?”
“I want to feel you bare.”
My eyes roll back. I’m losing control entirely. “I’m going to come in five seconds, Amber. I’ve never fucked a single woman without a condom. You feel so damn good.”
She lifts partway off and thrusts back down until I’m buried deep.
I groan. “Amber…”
“I like this. I like controlling things. And I really like making you lose your mind.”
I slide my hands up her back, my fingertips gripping her. “Don’t get used to it. The only thing you’re ever going to control is how fast and how hard you get to fuck me when you’re on top.”
She smiles. “I can live with that.” She lifts herself up and down several times in a row.
“I’m going to come, Amber.” I slide my hand around to find her clit and rub it gently while she makes love to me. I want her to come first.
She arches her chest, which only makes my cock harder. “Isaac…” Her legs grip my hips.
I watch her face as she lets her body succumb to the orgasm. I love how the corners of her mouth tip up and her face softens the moment her pussy clenches my cock. A soft sigh escapes her lips this time. I wish I had this one on camera.
Suddenly, she grinds down on me, and I’m pushed over the edge behind her. I’m the louder one this time, a groan filling the room as I find my release deep in my girl’s pussy. I’ve never once come in a woman without a condom, and Amber will be the only woman it ever happens with.
Fuck, I love her.