Chapter 31 #2
She eased his shorts and boxer briefs down his legs, holding his gaze as she trailed her fingers up and down his shaft. “Come lie down with me.”
He walked her backward to the bed, falling with her to the mattress, loving the way their bodies felt when they collided. He kissed her neck, then used the pads of his fingers and his tongue to tease her nipples, listening to her sigh with pleasure.
He moved farther down, pressing moist kisses to her stomach before he sat up.
She looked at him with cheeks already rosy and eyes already dark and glazed.
He kissed her knee as she closed her legs, lying with the soles of her feet on the blankets. “I’ve been thinking about our conversation in DC. When you told me that you get yourself off.”
She nodded. “What about it?”
He kissed her other knee. “It’s sexy, Lyd.”
“I remember you saying so.”
“Maybe you could show me.”
Her brow furrowed. “That feels pretty vulnerable.”
He nodded. “I’m sure it does, but you can be vulnerable with me.”
She swallowed.
He held her gaze as he slowly pushed her legs back open. “You don’t have to be shy with me.”
“I feel shy about this.”
He gently slid his palms up and down her inner thighs, finally feeling them relax. “I’m assuming you use your fingers.”
“I have a vibrator.”
He raised his brow, definitely intrigued. “Is it here?”
She shook her head. “I wasn’t sure how much time I would have to myself, but when I’m in a pinch, these guys do the trick.” She held up two fingers.
He reached for them, kissing them before he placed them on her bud. “You rub?”
She nodded as she swallowed again. “In circles. Gently. Nice and soft feels good.”
“Show me, Lyd.”
She hesitated before she began to move her fingers against herself.
He exhaled a long breath, never feeling quite so turned on as he watched his dream woman touch herself. “Does that feel good?”
She nodded.
“You’re gorgeous, Lyd.”
She nodded again as her breathing started to change.
“Can I help you?”
“How?”
He played two fingers against her opening, finding her slippery as he pushed them deep.
She gasped as she tipped her head back.
“I take it this is okay?”
“Yes,” she whispered. “It certainly puts a new spin on things.”
He grinned as he moved his fingers back and forth in the same rhythm that she used on herself, pushing them deeper, finding her G-spot.
“Ty,” she moaned as her hips began to rock while her stomach muscles quivered. “Don’t stop.”
He shook his head, feeling her getting wetter. “Never.”
Her fingers moved faster against herself as her hips jerked with her quiet whimpers. “Keep going. Keep going,” she shuddered out over and over. And then she tipped her head back as her body went rigid before she cried out.
He groaned, aroused as hell, feeling her rhythmic contractions against his fingers, ready to give her more. Settling his face between her legs, he yanked her closer, taking over, sliding his tongue over her slick bud.
She jerked as she moaned.
He went back again with long strokes before he circled and teased with little flicks as he brought his hands up to play with her nipples.
“Yes, Ty,” she said as she sat up on her elbows, watching him work.
He added a gentle suckle as her hips moved again.
“Keep doing that.” Her hands found their way into his hair, pulling his mouth closer. “Please, keep doing that.”
He suckled again before he moved in a gentle swirl, keeping his tongue soft, knowing that light pressure got her off.
She jerked as she panted out each breath—as her hips rocked in the familiar frantic rhythm while her entire body started to tremble. “Please,” she said again, then she moaned long and loud as she pulsed against his mouth.
“Oh my… Ty,” she struggled to say, still in the throes of ecstasy.
He brought her down slowly with more gentle strokes, listening to her exhale little whimpers. It was all he could do not to climb on top of her and finish them both off, but he made his way back up her body, kissing her while she still shuddered.
“Ty,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around him, sweaty now.
He kissed her again. “Do you want to keep going?”
She nodded, all but undone.
“How do you feel about doggy?”
“I feel amenable.”
He grinned as he moved to stand on his knees.
She joined him, kissing him deeply before she settled on all fours.
He gripped her hips and entered her slowly, moaning as he slid into her tight wetness, watching her tense in a deep dip as her body began to quake—as she cried out, coming again.
“Oh my God, Ty.”
“Lyd,” he groaned, pumping fast and hard, keeping her going until her orgasm ebbed.
“Like this,” she said breathlessly as she dropped her head to lay her cheek against the pillow. “I want to be like this.”
He clenched his jaw, staring at her excellent ass in the air, her slim, sexy back, and her perfect, pretty face flushed while she still caught her breath. “Whatever you want.”
And then she began to move, sliding back and forth.
He tipped his head back, enjoying Lydia doing the work. “Damn, Lyd, that’s amazing.”
She moaned as she moved faster, reaching with her hand to cup his balls.
He hissed out a breath through his teeth as he struggled not to come. Pulling free of her, he turned her onto her back, shoving her knees to her chest as he plunged himself deep, taking the edge off with several wild pumps.
“Ty,” she yelled as she gripped his wrists, tensing and coming again.
He gasped now as he dropped her legs and settled his body between her thighs. “Like this, Lyd. I want to stare into your eyes.”
She nodded as her hair stuck to her damp forehead.
He kissed her—once, twice—gentle presses of his mouth to hers, changing the mood of their lovemaking as he pushed himself inside.
She whimpered, wrapping her legs around him.
“Like this,” he said again, thrusting lazily, savoring the way they felt wrapped up together—how it felt to move inside of her, listening to her breathing hitch as she stared into his eyes.
She cupped his cheeks between her palms, kissing him. “I’m going to come again.”
He nodded, moving faster, wanting to fall as she did.
“I’m going to come,” she repeated, kissing him again until she gasped against his lips and cried out.
He moaned, jerking himself deep, filling her up, holding her gaze.
“Ty,” she whispered. “Ty.”
He nodded, understanding completely as she said nothing yet everything.
A clap of thunder suddenly filled the room as rain pounded on the roof.
She frowned. “I had no idea that it was raining.”
He kissed her neck. “I didn’t hear it either, but we’ve been a little busy.”
She chuckled as she slid her hands up and down his back. “I like the way we do ‘busy.’”
He grinned as he kissed her lips. “Me, too.” He kissed her again as he stroked his fingers along her cheek. “Thank you, Lyd. For trusting me and being vulnerable with me.”
She nodded. “That was certainly something new, but I feel safe with you.”
“Good.”
She wrapped him up in a hug. “You’re the best I’ve ever had, Ty. Everything about this is the best I’ve ever had.”
He settled his forehead against hers, touched by her words. “That’s true for me, too.”
“I don’t know if I’m going to be able to move for the next couple of days,” she said. “This three, four, and five orgasm thing is probably going to kill me…”
He laughed as she grinned.
“We can snuggle for a while and give you a break.” Rolling, he reversed their positions so she lay on top of him. “How’s this?”
She nodded as she hummed in her throat. “Nice.”
He opened his mouth to say something else as his phone alerted him to a text.
He frowned as Lydia did. Because it was just after eleven. “I should check that.”
She got off him, and he scooted to the edge of the bed, rifling through their clothes, looking for his cell phone.
He frowned again as he read Nick’s message.
Meet me at the coffee shop. Eight o’clock.
“What?” Lydia asked.
“I need to meet Nick in the morning.”
“Does that mean something happened?”
“Not necessarily, but probably.” Because Nick didn’t send him texts like this.
She snagged her lip with her teeth. “What do you think it is?”
He shrugged. “I have absolutely no idea.”
“Maybe they’re going to send you home.”
He shook his head. “There are still questions—too many questions.” He scooted back toward the center of the bed, kissing Lydia’s forehead. “We’ve still got time.”
She nodded. “Okay.”
“Lie back down with me, and we’ll snuggle.”
She stood on her knees and pulled back the covers.
He got under them as she did, pulling her close, sending her a smile as he wrapped her up tight, even when he had no idea what the hell was going on.