Pushing her back, her knees bend as she sits on the bed. I crouch down with her, still kissing her as I pull each of the shoelaces loose, then grab the back of the heel and yank them off. Dipping my fingertips into the waistband of her pants, she naturally lifts her hips before I easily yank them off.
The excess material gets caught on everything and she laughs as I shake them off her legs with the grace of a baby giraffe.
“What the hell is this made of, a curtain?”
“They’re harem pants, they have a drop crotch.” My eyebrows raise to my forehead.
“Well, I’m going to drop in your crotch. Scoot back.” She giggles, as I crawl over her forcing her to lie back.
My lips make their way up her legs and over her torso. I grip the hem of her shirt and tug it over her head, tossing it onto the floor, not caring about the mess I’m making around me because I’m solely focused on Mimi’s gorgeous body splayed out in front of me.
One I’ve seen every morning since moving in next door, but nothing could prepare me for the feeling of hovering over her naked body as she gives herself to me again. It’s like everything I’ve worked for in my life is finally gifting me something I’ve desired for so long.
“You’re so beautiful.” I kiss the channel between her breasts, my tongue trailing down the center of her body, shifting over toher hip bone. I kiss one before moving to the other and stall at the sight.
Placed between her hip bone and navel, right under where her underwear would normally hide, is a tattoo of Orion. It’s small, petite, and utterly perfect.
Tiny black dots connect the larger stars at each end point, and those are colored. Dark pink, purple, and blue stars make up the corners of Orion’s constellation with the most simple, yet intricate detail.
She lifts her head, sensing I’ve stopped, and sees what I’ve seen. A tight lipped smile reaches her lips and she shrugs.
“I suppose you’ve always had a claim on me.”
Pushing myself up, I slam my lips to hers, wrapping one hand behind the nape of her neck while the other cups her face, taking her mouth in all the ways I’ve wanted to from the moment I saw her again. I’ve held back too long and I can’t hold back any longer.
I lean over her and she lays back. I push her arms over her head, leaving them free and loose, but allowing her body to be fully exposed to me.
I flatten my tongue over her puckered nipple, sucking it into my mouth as she moans my name. She’s so sensitive to my touch, but I’m just as responsive to her reaction.
My cock leaks precum onto the fabric of my boxers, and I realize my own PTSD when I came in my pants far too early from just hearing her moan my name.
I try to think of anything platonic and boring, but the sounds coming from her, her gorgeous, naked body and wet pussy that’s rocking up into my hips completely takes over.
“Seamus, take me. Please,” she begs, “I need it.” Her eyes meet mine again and they’re pleading just as much. She needs this. More than just for the relief of an orgasm, but for something more. Like she’s been waiting years to give herself permission for sex to be good, to be pleasurable.
“Okay, sunshine, but I owe you another orgasm first.” Technically, I already gave her the one Iowedher but I think I like this never ending debt, and I’m not ready to be rid of it.
Pressing in my palms, I dip down, kissing Orion before I place myself between her legs.
I don’t waste any time as my tongue swipes between her slit and she flinches, gasping.
So fucking sensitive. So fucking sweet.
Flattening out my tongue, I swipe again, but with more pressure. Her hands fly down, gripping my hair tightly as she curses. I wrap my lips around her clit and flick my tongue as I press one finger, and then another deep into her core.
“Fuck, oh my God. Seamus.” Her words are mixed between a scream and a squeal, and I’m just as desperate for her.
Thrusting my fingers in and out as I lick and suck, I imagine all the years dreaming of having her this way. Timeless, limitless, in the comfort of a bed, exploring every inch of her body, and I can’t help but groan with a satisfaction I never thought would be fulfilled.
Everything about her is perfect. Her body, her mind, her soul. The one inch Orion that brands her skin—and me—to her. All of it.
I hum again. The vibration hits her clit and her breath catches in her throat.
“Oh God, I’m so close.” Her fingers tighten even harder into my scalp and her thighs close in against my face. I curve my fingers up and continue pressing in and out, fluttering my tongue faster over her clit.
“Fuck, I’m…coming.” She clenches around my fingers. Her body tenses and arches as she moans through the most beautiful orgasm. Finally, she releases the kung-fu grip she had on my hair and the tender pain hits me instantly. My scalp burns with relief, but it was worth every fucking minute.
I sit back on my heels, pulling her languid body toward me.Not bothering to remove my boxers, I pull my cock out between the front closure and stroke it, smothering the excessive amount of precum that’s already leaked out.
