“I’ll be in bed waiting for you,” she said softly, as she patted his chest and got up.
Letting the blanket fall around her as she walked, he saw a glimpse of her body. A body that wasn’t covered in anything but his shirt.
Fuck!
Lightening hot desire shot through him.
She walked up the steps and into the house, glancing over her shoulder and giving him a sexy smirk.
The little minx had done that on purpose.
He jumped up and followed her inside, the door slamming behind him.
He heard her giggling, before he saw her.
She was laid out on their bed, her blond hair surrounding her, her grey eyes sparkling back at him. His shirt dwarfed her, but it was hiked up at the edge to show off the curve of her hip and leg.
Fuck.
His already hard dick went rock solid at the sight as his breath stuttered.
Quickly shucking his clothes, he came down over top of her, but she had other plans. Pushing and pulling at the same time, he let her flip them, till she was on top.
He didn’t know if there was such a thing as a god, but if there was, he was going to have to start praying. She was a beautiful siren sitting atop him, her legs straddling him, and he wanted nothing more than to thrust inside of her.
Before he could take control, she reached down, her delicate hand wrapping around him, as she guided him home.
As he slid in, he had to close his eyes, tilting his head back.
It was too much.
She was too much.
Fucking beautiful.
“Fuck, little bird,” he muttered, and she grinned at him.
It was the grin that did it.
Or maybe it was the fire flowing through his veins.
Either way he couldn’t take it.
He flipped her.
“Hey!” she protested.
“Another time.” He grunted as he slid in deep again, and she moaned.
“Fuck. Wrap me up little bird,” He muttered as his hands slid into her hair to tilt her head, making room for him to suck and bite along her neck at his leisure.
He was so fucking lucky.
“Mark.” She moaned, her walls starting to squeeze in on him.
“You’re mine, little bird. Nothing touches you.” He whispered harshly, as he thrust hard and she gasped, her legs clenching around him.
She liked him.
