Prologue #3
“Don’t insult my home.” It’s close to four in the morning.
We got home roughly five hours ago. Which means she probably slept off any residual effect the alcohol has in her system and that’s why she is awake.
She never stops. She’s used to being at the coffee shop close to five thirty every morning to open and prep.
I lay back flat on my back, and she snuggles into my side.
“I promise not to say another mean thing if you let me stay here where it’s warm.
” This girl has no boundaries and at this moment, I don’t care.
Having her this close to me feels good. And if I allow myself to think too hard about it, then I will second guess what is happening. I want to be selfish at this moment.
I feel hot soft pressure on my neck followed by a soft kiss. Her hand flexes over my abs as she uses that as leverage to trail kisses up the rest of my neck.
“Mia?”
“Hmm?” She mumbles through her kisses.
“What are you doing?” I stay as still as I possibly can but her hand starts to lightly trail downward and I only have some restraint.
“I’m kissing you, dumbass.” I stop her hand right as she reaches the waistband of my boxers. She lifts up and gives me a serious look. “Do you want me?” If I give her the chance to move her hand even an inch further, she will be able to see just how much I want her.
“That’s never in question.” With that raspy admission she goes back to kissing my neck.
“Then just feel. Tomorrow we say it was a dream but tonight, just feel.” The plea in her voice is what severs the last tether of strength I have been holding onto when it comes to this girl.
I quickly flip her on back and move so I can rest my body between her thighs. My shirt rides up, and I’m met with her bare beneath me. “Fuck.” She pulls my shirt up to reveal herself even more and I am weak. I grab her hand to stop her and lean down to kiss her stomach.
“Don’t be sweet.” She raises her hips to push her pussy closer to where my mouth is hovering over her skin. “Just fuck me.”
“You can have whatever you want, after I take what I want.” I crawl down until I can put my mouth right where I want it.
“If you give me beard burn, I’ll kill you.” She is barely able to get her words out as I take her clit between my mouth and suck hard.
“I’m going to need you to shut up now.” I don’t wait for a response as I flatten my tongue and lick slowly causing her hips to buck slightly and a moan to leave her mouth.
I release her hands so I can get a better grip on her legs and push them a little further apart to give me better access.
Her hands find my shoulder blades and I feel the bite of her nails digging into my flesh.
That only drives my need to hear her come.
I put two fingers inside without giving her any prep time to stretch around them.
The strangled sound that came from her throat is almost enough to make me stop but I don’t.
She wants me to just fuck her then I can do that.
I pump quickly as I suck and nip on her clit. One hand digs into my scalp and pushes my head down further.
“Faster.” Her breathing is labored and her grip gets tighter. I give her exactly what she asks for and I can feel the heel of her foot dig into my lower back as she gets unbelievably tight.
“Are you going to come for me?” She doesn’t respond. She only pushes my head back to where she wants me and digs her nails in deeper. Bossy.
Two more pumps and she floods my tongue with her release.
I make sure to take every drop that she gives me, gratefully.
But as soon as I slow down, she gets impatient and pulls me up to kiss me frantically, tasting herself on my lips.
I know I have a condom in the bottom drawer next to the bed.
I crawl up her body, never breaking the kiss.
She bites down on my bottom lips and a groan leaves my throat.
“I need to grab a condom.” I’m breathless as I try to get the words out but she just nods harshly.
After I strip from my boxers and get the condom out of the package and roll it on, Mia is back on me.
She’s completely naked now, my shirt abandoned on the floor.
She pushes me down so I’m laying down and she climbs on top of me.
She reaches between us and lines me up. I have the perfect view watching her take me, inch by inch.
I go back and forth from watching her slowly take me and watching her face as she does.
The minute I’m fully inside and she is seated comfortably her face contorts from pain to pleasure.
Her hair has fallen out of the mess she had it in on her head and it now falls down roughly in front of her face and over her shoulders.
I let her set the pace and then I match it.
I know when I hit the perfect spot inside of her because she calls out my name and I know that will forever be imprinted in my brain.
Having Mia ride me and crying in the pleasure that I’m giving her.
She opens her eyes as she opens her mouth for another strangled cry to leave her perfect lips and that’s when I notice. In the leftover moonlight streaming into my room, she never removed her makeup and now her perfect lips that she always wears are a mess. Pride floods my bloodstream.
We make eye contact and something shifts inside her bright eyes. I can see her shying away from the connection that was taking over. She lifts off of me and turns around before sliding me back in. She doesn’t want eye contact? Well, tough fucking luck.
I shift her so she is on her knees and make sure she isn’t in any pain before I lean over her and move her hair out of her face before I use it to lift her head back so she doesn’t have an option but to look me in the face.
“I want you to watch the way you make me come undone. So, when you pretend this never happened, I know you’re really picturing this in your mind.
” I start a relentless pace, thrusting in and out until I’m not even sure if she is fully breathing.
I use my other hand to trace her spine as my own orgasm builds.
I can feel the heat travel through my whole body as she strangles me with hers.
And I explode. Slowly pumping in and out of her as I watch her ride it out. “That’s my girl.”
After our breathing is more controlled, I help her lay back down gently and cover her up.
I know better than to try and talk right now.
I take care of the condom and crawl under the covers with her.
She’s quick to fall asleep while I fight mine trying to figure out if I made the right decision by letting her break my self-control so easily.
When morning comes, so does my answer. Mia is nowhere in sight. But my shirt is on the pillow. No note. I grab my phone, no text. I quickly go to the spare bedroom. Nothing. It’s like she was never here. Minus the fact that my sheets smell like cherries.
Everyone loves Mia because she makes them feel like they are being kissed by the sun. But they forget something vital about the sun.
It’s a ball of fire. You can’t get close to the sun without burning away and ceasing to exist. Fucking Mia was a fatal decision.