Chapter 42
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P laying with her hair, I want to spend the rest of my life doing this over and over again.
Fuck that was perfect.
“Where do you keep your scrunchies?” I ask, nearly recovered.
“The first drawer on the right in my bathroom.”
“What about another condom?”
Her brows knit together.
“You don’t have to?—”
“Today. Yes.”
She rolls off my chest and pulls open the drawer of her nightstand.
“Here.” She hands me another condom.
“I’m going to the bathroom,” I say, setting the condom on the nightstand.
“When I get back, you better be on all fours.”
“Oh yeah?” she asks with a bratty edge in her tone.
I roll on top of her, pinning her arms down.
“You can always fuck around and find out.”
She hums, like she’s deciding what she’s going to do.
I release her wrists and slide out of bed.
Looking over my shoulder, I remind, “All fours.”
In her adjoining bathroom, I roll the condom off and toss it in the trash.
Taking a piss, I look up at the ceiling.
I hadn’t imagined meeting my wife on the job.
Wife.
I’ve never thought about anyone else like that.
But it feels right.
Washing my hands, the anticipation of how I’ll find Claire grows.
Will she be a brat or not?
Either way, we’ll have fun.
Opening the scrunchie drawer, it’s nearly overflowing.
I finger through and find a patriotic one with stars and stripes.
Perfect.
Stepping back into her room, she’s on all fours, and I smile.
“Took you long enough,” she says over her shoulder.
I grumble.
“That mouth of yours.” Standing at the side of the bed, I squeeze her ass.
“Maybe I should punish it …”
She licks her lips, holding my gaze, and my cock twitches, ready for more.
“Show me what else that mouth is good at.”
Claire crawls to me.
Staying on all fours, she reaches for my cock, stroking it before taking it into her mouth.
My head tilts back as she sucks and licks.
“That’s it.”
I gather her hair and smirk, since I’m still holding the scrunchie, and tie it into a ponytail.
She giggles while sucking, and I love it.
I wrap her hair around my fingers and begin guiding her, taking control.
With each bob, I’m surer of all of the feelings I have for her.
“I love this fucking mouth.”
As much as I like this, I don’t want to come yet.
I tilt her chin up by pulling her hair.
“Go face the headboard.”
She releases me and gets into position.
I grab for the condom, taking all of her in as I unwrap it and roll it on.
“I’m not going slow this time.”
“Break my back,” she demands.
I chuckle.
“You asked for it.” I yank her hips back slightly.
“Stay like this.”
Palming my cock, I guide myself in, exhaling as I do.
All the way in, I squeeze her hips, thrusting hard.
Her head drops as she moans.
Fuck.
I thrust faster.
Grabbing her ponytail, I pull her head all the way back and whisper, “You take it so well.” I release my grip on her hair and thrust deep.
The sounds she’s making.
I love them.
I push her back down into the bed so her chest rests on the covers while her hips are high.
I run my hand down her back, and she turns her cheek to the side, resting it on the bed.
“So fucking sexy, Claire.” I collect her wrists and bring them behind her back.
With my other hand, I yank out the scrunchie and wrap it around her wrists.
“Stay like this.”
Squeezing her hips, I thrust hard and fast.
“Jake,” she pants.
“Harder or softer?”
“Harder.”
I bite my lip.
“Faster or slower?”
“Faster.”
“You got it,” I huff, nearing a sweat as I fuck her.
Railing her with everything I have, her noises and the sound of her ass slapping into me are quickly bringing me to my release.
Honest noises are the sexiest sounds.
I dig my hands into her hair, pulling it as I lean down to whisper, “Be a good girl and come on my cock.”
I release her hair and slide my hand under her, circling her clit with two fingers.
I slow my thrusts, wanting her to come.
“Come for me,” I demand.
With each pant, I know she’s almost there as I lazily fuck her.
My fingers have her on the edge.
“Right the fuck now, Claire.”
She whimpers the sexiest noise, and I feel her quaking around me.
I lift my fingers and trail them along her body until I squeeze her ass.
Playfully swatting it, I taunt, “Four.”
I pull out and flip her onto her back.
“Time for five.” I grab her legs, placing them over my shoulders and re-enter.
Fucking her hard, I tap my thumb on her clit in motion with my thrusts for added sensation.
“I need you to give this to me,” I say, strained, nearing my own release.
Her eyes flutter shut, and her hand bumps my thumb out of the way.
She makes fast circles on her clit while I relentlessly rail her.
“Fuck,” I huff, coming without notice.
Euphoric, I feel my cock throb.
As much as I’d like to flop on the bed and hold her into me, we’re not done yet.
I want five.
I want to make her come more than anyone else ever has.
I pull out and bury my face between her legs, needing this orgasm from her.
“Jake,” she squeaks, surprised.
I grab for her hand, interlacing her fingers with mine as I feather my tongue on her clit, staring up at her.
“This one is going to kill me,” she pants.
I add a finger, circling inside of her while I focus my attention on her clit.
“Fuck you,” she says, breathlessly.
I chuckle, loving it.
“I’m close.”
I need this.
I squeeze her hand tight, wanting to signal it’s time.
Her body tenses, and she squeezes my hand, holding it tight as she whimpers over and over.
Her body convulses, and she releases her grip on my hand.
I kiss the inside of her thigh, then hover above her.
“Five.”
She softly laughs, and I flop down next to her.
Claire snuggles into my chest, and I wrap my arm around her, holding her close.
Mindlessly playing with her hair, staring at the ceiling, my mind won’t stop repeating: I love her.
The sound of a snore brings me back.
I smile, looking down, seeing she’s asleep.
We’re going to have to work on her stamina.
I turn my head to her clock.
I’ll wake her in twenty minutes.
Her vacation is almost over, and I can’t wait to see what our real life will look like.