Graham
I walk into her apartment and find her standing in the middle of the empty room. Her cheek is propped on her fist, and her brow is pulled into a deep V. I can’t help but laugh. “You haven’t forgotten anything, baby. And if you have, I own the building. We’ll come back.”
When she said she wanted to move into my house, because it is my house, I had boxes waiting for us when we got back to the city. We spent two days packing everything she and Lily had, and I had movers come get all the furniture. It will stay in storage until we decide what to do with it. There isn’t anything left in the apartment, but a few boxes left to grab.
“But what if…”
I walk behind her, gripping her hips, pulling her to me. “I’ll buy you whatever you think you forgot,” I growl as I drop my lips to her bare shoulder, smiling when her skin pebbles under my touch.
Her head tilts to the side, giving me better access as I trail a nibbling path to her neck. “But you shouldn’t have to buy me someth… Oh,” she mutters when my fingers dip below the waistband of her shorts to tease her clit.
“I can buy whatever the hell I want.” My hand dips lower as I slide my middle finger through her slit. “Have I ever told you how sexy it is that you are always so fucking wet for me?” My other hand slides up her tank top, trailing over her ribs to her tits. Her nipple turns to diamond with the slightest brush of my thumb.
“N-no.” Her words catch when I slip a finger inside her and then follow with another.
I press cock against her ass, letting her feel what she does to me. “And this is a constant fucking problem anytime I think about you. How incredible you feel stretched around me. My favorite view is watching your tight cunt swallowing my dick.”
Her breathing picks up, her chest heaving as I continue to work my fingers in and out of her. “I think it’s only right I get that view one more time before we leave this place for good.” I suck hard on her neck as I press my thumb against her clit, rubbing in slow circles.
“I-I…” Her head falls against my shoulder as she rides my hand. Her narrow hips circle as her arm loops around my neck. I tweak her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, rolling and pinching the peaked bud until her pants become moans. I move to the other, giving it the same attention as I turn her head toward me, slanting my mouth over hers. I fuck her mouth long and slow as my fingers fuck her pussy until I feel her legs tremble and her walls clench around me.
“Not so fast, baby,” I say against her lips as I remove my hand. Her lashes fly open, always surprised when I don’t let her come. By now, she should be used to it. Maybe it’s mean, but the buildup always creates something earth-shattering.
I spin her around, grabbing the hem of her tank top, and pulling it over her head. My fingers hook into her little cotton shorts, sliding them down her endless legs. Stepping back, I trail my eyes over her as I slip the fingers that were just inside her between my lips.
“Wh-why are you staring at me like that?”
“Like what?”
“Like you’re not sure what to do with me?”
I chuckle as I admire the view of her naked body against the backdrop of New York behind her. “Oh, I know what to do, Sunflower. I just trying to decide what to do first.”
I reach behind me, grabbing my shirt, ripping it over my head then dropping my shorts. Her eyes drop when I grip my cock, stroking it slowly. When her tongue darts between her lips, I know what I want.
Taking her hand, I sink to the floor, pulling her with me. I lie back on the thick carpet, watching her watch me. “You’re going to ride my face, baby. I’m going to lick that sweet pussy until I’m drowning in you, and you are going to choke on my cock.” She looks at me with nervous, wide eyes, unmoving. “What are you waiting for? Get over here and sit on my goddamn face.”
She yelps and scrambles to me. I can feel her trepidation as she hovers over my face, so I grip her hips and force her down. One swipe of my tongue has her moaning loudly. I lick from front to back and back again in long, slow strokes. Her body relaxes and her moans get louder. “My cock won’t suck itself, Sunflower. Bend this pretty ass over and put your mouth on it.”
When that warm, wet mouth slides over my cock while my tongue is buried deep in her cunt, I think I have an out-of-body experience. I taste every inch of her quivering walls as she bobs up and down, sucking my dick as if she were made for it.
Fuck. If I were undecided about which I preferred, my tongue in her pussy or her mouth on my cock, I’ve definitely found the solution.
I eat her like she’s my last meal while she sucks me deeper, harder as if she’s trying to suck the very soul from my body.
It starts to feel like a challenge, and I realize what she’s doing. She wants me to come first, so I don’t deprive her.
Not happening, baby.
I suck her hard little clit into my mouth and slip a finger inside her. She squeaks around me; her moans vibrating against my throbbing length at a maddening level.
I curl my finger, stroking her most sensitive spot as I suck harder.
For the second time, her walls pulse around me. Her thighs quake with every roll of my tongue. Her sweet sounds turn to a symphony muted by my dick down her throat.
And for a second, I contemplate filling her mouth while she shatters on mine.
But I need inside her.
I lift her body, a protested cry spilling from her, but before she can object, I spin her around and impale her on me. Her head falls back, long blond strands tickling my thighs. “Ride me, Sunflower. Now.”
She does. That dancer’s body gyrates on top of me as if she’s performing her own choreographed dance. Hips rolling, tits bouncing as she runs her hands over her body.
Holy fuck, I won’t last with this show.
Fire ignites in my spine. My balls tighten. Fuck, I’m gonna come before she does.
That can’t happen.
Gripping her hips, I flip our positions. I lift both her legs, place them over my shoulders, and pound into her. Her moans get louder with every thrust of my hips. My name tumbles from her lips as her screams vibrate the walls.
I drive into her hard and deep, angling for her G-spot with every thrust.
She erupts, clenching me so hard it’s almost impossible to move as her cries of ecstasy nearly rupture my eardrums.
My muscles shake, and my release is imminent. “Fuck, baby, I’m going to come,” I grit as the tendons in my neck strain.
“Then come,” she tells me.
Fuck. “I don’t want to pull out. Fuck, you feel too good.”
“Then don’t. Whatever happens, happens.”
It’s reckless, foolhardy. The consequences could change everything.
Thrust.
She’s so goddamn young, and we’ve just gotten started.
Thrust.
But she’s my forever, so does it really matter?
Thrust.
I guess fucking not.
I explode inside her with a deep roar. Hard. I’m pretty sure I forgot how to breathe.
I only just have the foresight not to collapse on top of her.
My breathing is hard and rough. I sound like a carton-a-day smoker.
Then she laughs.
Loud.
“What’s so funny,” I pant.
Her laughter gets louder as her head rolls back. “You looked like you were having a stroke.”
I roll my tongue over my teeth, a little annoyed at her assessment. “I did not.”
She covers her mouth, hysterical now. “Yes, you did. Everything was all red and blotchy and protruding.”
My fingers dig into her ribs, tickling her. “Okay, Miss Giggles, you thought that was funny.” I keep tickling until she’s gasping for air. When I stop and she calms down, her arms loop around my neck with a contented smile. I drop my forehead to hers as worry about what just happened churns in my stomach. I should’ve stopped. The last thing I want is something she’ll regret saying in the heat of passion. “I came inside you, baby.”
She shrugs. “I’m on the pill. You know that.”
“Accidents happen. I don’t like taking those kinds of chances with you.”
“Well, if it does, then it’s what’s meant to be, right? I’m yours forever. I always have been. Even if the world doesn’t understand it.”
I rub my nose against hers and smile, unable to hide how happy she just made me. “No matter what they say. Mine. Forever.”