His arms banded tightly as he gently laid her on the bed after whipping the covers back. “Are you sure? It’s been a crazy-ass day.”
She clung to him and agreed, “You’re right. It has been a crazy day. But what I know with all my heart is that at the end of a crazy day, I want you and me together in every way. We can make our crazy-ass days better.”
25
With Lizzie already naked, Scott wasted no time in divesting himself of his clothes and sitting on the edge of the bed to slip off his prosthesis. Whirling around, he lay his heated body over hers, not wanting her to be chilled more from having been in the cool water. As his lips found hers, his hands roved freely over her soft skin, the delicate scent of her bodywash filling the air.
She immediately opened her legs, allowing his hips to settle between her thighs, his cock eager and ready. He had no doubt she felt the same as she lifted her hips, pressing their bodies tightly.
Not wanting their lovemaking to go too quickly, he began kissing his way downward, past her jaw to suckle at the pulse point between her neck and shoulder, grinning as her fingers dug deeper into his back. Continuing his path, he kissed between her breasts before moving back and forth, sucking her nipples deeply into his mouth. Her hips continued to undulate, and pleas slipped from her lips.
Shimmying downward, he knelt between her legs and lifted her calves to his shoulders. He captured her gaze and offered a wicked smile before diving in to taste her essence. She was more exquisite than he could have imagined, and he had imagined a lot. His world was filled with thoughts of Lizzie, all other women falling into oblivion. Sex had become rare in recent years, but she brought back the magic of loving another being.
Sucking on her clit, her hips bucked upward, and he pressed his hand on the slight curve of her belly to hold her in place. Inserting a finger into her warmth as he continued to suck, she cried out as her fingers grasped his head, tangling in his hair. He continued to lick, feeling her juices spread over his tongue. He felt her vibrations against his mouth, and as they slowly subsided, he lifted his head and stared down at her beauty. Her eyes were closed but her lips were curved into a wide smile, and he wanted to shout. In spite of her crazy-ass, grief-filled day, he had placed a smile on her lips.
Crawling back up her body, kissing as he went, he finally grabbed the condom he had tossed to the bed and rolled it onto his eager cock. He held her gaze when she opened her eyes, and her hands slid from his hair to around his neck, holding him close.
“Make love to me,” she whispered, her voice husky with need.
“There’s nothing I’d rather do more in the world than always make love to you.”
True to his vow, he slid the tip of his cock through her slick folds and entered her slowly. With his weight held off her by his arms propped on either side of her head, he leaned down to kiss her once more. Plunging his tongue deep inside, he shifted his hips forward inch by inch until he was balls deep into her tight channel.
Thrusting slowly, he hastened his pace as her feet dug into his ass and her fingers clutched his shoulders. Soon he was mindless to anything but the feel of her body welcoming his. With a slight shift in his angle of penetration, his pelvis rubbed against her clit, and she cried out as her orgasm rushed over her. Quickly following, he roared his own release, feeling her inner muscles clench against his cock.
His roar turned into a groan as he poured himself into her, slowly pumping until he was drained. Arms giving out, he shifted to the side before crashing onto the bed, pulling her body into his. Perhaps it was because they had just talked about the Army, but he wondered how he could have hiked for miles carrying a full rucksack and lifted weights on a daily basis, and yet sex with Lizzie depleted his strength.
Barely able to breathe, much less speak, he managed to gasp, “Jesus, babe, you wear me out.”
A light giggle slipped from her lips as she cupped his jaw. “I don’t know how. All I did was lay here.”
“That’s all it takes. You naked, a bed, and sex. Best thing in the world to have.”
He hated to move but hobbled to the bathroom to dispose of the condom before coming back to bed and pulling her close again. They lay silent for a while, and he found with her breasts pressed against his chest and his hand curved around her ass, his cock twitched in excitement.
Lizzie pushed against his shoulders and he fell to his back, her lips landing on his. She licked his mouth before kissing the hard curve of his jaw. Now, it was her time to kiss her way down his body. Her mouth felt amazing on his heated skin, and he lay spread out for her continued ministrations. She suckled and licked each of his nipples, causing his cock to rise again.
She slid past his hips, and he wondered what her intentions were. His heart began to pound as she continued to kiss down his thighs and then moved her lips to the tattoo near the end of his stump. The names of his friends that did not come back were inked into a pattern that appeared to be a chain. He closed his eyes as the feel of her lips skimmed over his leg, smoothing the jagged edges deep inside.
She kissed her way back up toward his hips, and it was soon evident the direction of her mouth. She straddled his legs, bending to take his erection into her mouth.
Wondering if he had died and gone to heaven, his fingers clenched her long hair, and he forced himself to loosen their tight grip, not wanting to cause her pain.
She bobbed up and down, sucked and licked, fisting the base of his cock with her hand. Just when he was sure he could not last, he reached down and grabbed her under her arms, pulling her forward. She shifted her knees to his hips and settled over his cock, resting her hands on his shoulders for leverage. With her hair falling in a pale, glowing curtain around them and her tantalizing breasts bouncing just above his face, she settled downward, sheathing his cock. Rocking back and forth, they matched each other’s motions, perfectly in sync.
He lifted his hands and palmed her breasts, rubbing his thumbs around and over her taut nipples. Feeling her inner core tightened again, he lightly pinched the rosy flesh, and she threw her head back, crying out as he mirrored her actions, pouring his own orgasm deep inside her.
This time, she was the one who crashed down, eliciting an ‘umph’ from his chest. Mumbling, “Sorry,” she lay on top of him, both of them breathing heavily.
“I’m not, babe.”
Continuing to lay wordlessly for several long minutes until their bodies began to cool and their breaths evened, she slid to the side. Suddenly jerking, eyes wide, she said, “Condom! We forgot to use a condom!”
Now it was his turn to throw open his eyes, and his arms banded tightly around her. “I’m clean, Lizzie. I get tested every year at my physical, and there’s been no one for a while before you. And honest to God, I’ve always used condoms.” He held her gaze, desperate for her to believe that he would never hurt her.
“I trust you, Scott. I wasn’t even thinking about that. But please, believe me, I’m clean too. You know it’s been a long time since I was with someone before you, and I’ve been tested since then also.” She rolled her lips inward. “But I’m not on the pill.”
A flash of Lizzie standing next to the farmhouse, a child next to her and her belly rounded while carrying another shot through Scott’s mind. Knowing he would love that to be a reality, he also did not want to scare her. Brushing the hair away from her face, he said, “Sweetheart, if you get pregnant, I can’t think of anything better than to have a child with you. So, if that happens, we’ll just move our timeline together up a little. But if it doesn’t happen, we’ll keep taking precautions until we’re ready.”