Page 28 of Big Obsession
She settles on me, her legs astride my hips. I reach between us. “Are you wet, Dolly?”
I slide my finger through her folds, tweaking her clit, and she jerks. Her cheeks are flaming red. “I’m always like this when I’m with you.”
I lean up, holding her against me. I search her face. “If I’d known that, I wouldn’t have been able to keep my hands off you this long.”
She loops her arms around my neck. “You can make it up to me now.”
I commit this moment to memory: her breasts pressed against my chest, her pussy, soaking wet, leaking on my lap, the smell of her, the taste of her, it’s all consuming me. I kiss her lips. “I need to be inside you.”
She nods. “I’m on the pill, so I won’t get pregnant.”
I growl at the possession that rages inside me. The thought of filling her with my seed and putting a baby—our baby—inside her makes me crazy. I want that, but we have time.
I lift her up to line up my shaft, and she’s gripping my shoulders tightly. “Go slow,” she pleads.
I nod. “I won’t hurt you.”
She gives me a look, and I try to reassure her. “If I do, I promise I’ll make it up to you, and you won’t even remember the pain.”
She looks at me doubtfully, but I lean in and kiss her. Instantly, passion takes over, and her stiff body starts to relax until she’s gyrating her hips, seeking the friction she needs.
She lowers herself on me, gripping me like a vise.
The need to pull her the rest of the way is overwhelming, but I’m patient. I reach between us and circle her clit with my thumb over and over until she’s working her body, taking me deeper and deeper. When her orgasm hits and she shatters around me, I plunge into her honeyed depths. It only takes three strokes and I’m shooting my release deep inside her.
We’re both breathless, but I need to see her eyes and know she’s okay.
I lean back, cupping her head in my hands. I push the hair off her face, and she’s smiling ear to ear. “Wow.”
I chuckle, and she winces because I’m still inside her.
“You okay?” I ask her.
She nods. “I’m more than okay. I’m perfect.”
I nod. “You are that, for sure. Look at me, honey.”
She opens her eyes, and I see the happiness shining back at me. “I love you,” I tell her.
She grins. “I know you do. I love you too, Tuck.”
I pull her into my arms, and we sit here, holding each other.
I think we’d both be happy to stay right where we’re at, but I’m sure she’s going to be hurting.
Slowly, I lift her up and roll her onto her back on the bed. I nuzzle against her, knowing I should get up but content to lie here just like this.
I hold her tighter but don’t move. “We should get up.”
She groans. “I don’t wanna.”
I chuckle, tracing my hand up and down her back. “I know, but we can get cleaned up, get a snack, and come right back here.”
She lifts her head. “And do that again?”
I laugh out loud. “Yeah. If you’re not hurting, we can definitely do that again.”
I nudge her hip with my cock, which is already hardening again. Her eyes get big, and she starts pushing away from me. “Oh my God, your concussion. You should be resting, and here I am taking advantage of you.”
