“Buy the groceries, tuck him in at night, keep his secret from your best friend and sister. Come on, he loves you.”
My eyes softened. “What does he say about me when I’m not around?”
“Nothing but good things.” He took a drink from his beer before he walked to the couch. He grabbed the remote and turned on the game.
I sat beside him, holding my beer on my thigh.
His arm moved around me, and he pulled me close, his eyes on the screen.
I should take it as a compliment that he didn’t want to jump into bed right away, that he wanted to spend time with me, but I’d been eager since the start of our date, been eager since the last time I’d had him.
I put my beer on the table then pulled his belt through the loops.
He turned his gaze on me, his brown eyes dark and seductive, his lips slightly parted.
I undid the button and zipper then tugged down.
He lifted his hips so I could get his pants off, reveal the hard dick that was trapped inside his clothes. Instead of grabbing me and taking me, he just watched me, as if seeing me take control was sexy.
I got on my hands and knees on the couch then went down on him, my ass in the air.
He sucked in a deep breath through his teeth, his hand immediately moving to my ass and fingering my black thong.
I pushed him to the back of my throat before I placed a kiss on his crown. “Thank you for dinner…”
He leaned his head back and released a suppressed moan, like he couldn’t do anything except enjoy it.
My arms were around his neck, my fingers deep in his hair, and I held his face close to mine as I kissed him, as I panted and moaned into his mouth while he pleased me, gave me everything I’d given him on the couch.
His bedroom was bare, with the exception of a dresser and a TV. He had a closet, but the door was shut. He had his own master bathroom, but that door was closed too. It seemed like he’d just moved in even though he must have been there for a year.
He rocked into me, rubbing my clit with his body, making me come around his big dick over and over.
God, it was so good. “I missed you…”
He pulled his lips away so he could look at me while he fucked me, his jaw tight, his eyes focused. He thrust his hips and slid deep inside me every time, moving perfectly to where it was easy to forget there was a condom separating us.
My nails started to claw his back, and my knees squeezed his waist. I breathed so hard it seemed like I was hyperventilating, but when I reached the threshold, I came all over him…again. My nails dug deeper, and I moaned loudly, my lips quivering, my eyes wet. Seeing the desire in his eyes as he watched me only turned me on more, made me whimper louder. “Dax…” The sex was better than it was before. Now that I could lower my walls and really let him in, everything was heightened, painfully potent. I could really feel, feel every single sensation on a deeper level.
He moaned quietly as he finished, giving me all his length as he filled the condom, his deep-brown eyes on me, possessive, sexy, dark. He twitched inside me and slowed down his thrusts, his eyes closing for a moment as he finished. Then he leaned down and gave me a final kiss, a gentle massage of my lips.
“That was so good…”
He kissed my neck before he got off me and cleaned up in the bathroom.
Now I wished we were at my apartment so I could just go to sleep. But I had to walk back a couple blocks, half asleep and high off the good chemicals he put into my brain. I turned over and pulled the sheets over my shoulder and closed my eyes. His bed was just a mattress right on the floor. He didn’t even have a bed frame. But I didn’t care. It was still comfy.
He came back a few minutes later and got into bed behind me, his naked body spooning mine. His chest was hard and warm, and his arm slid over my stomach and his hand rested on my belly button.
“This is the most comfortable bed I’ve ever slept on.”
He pressed a kiss to my neck. “That can’t be right.”
“Well, after making me come so many times, I’d be happy to sleep on concrete.”
When he chuckled, his breath sprinkled across his neck. “I know my place isn’t very nice…”
“But it includes you, so it’s perfect.” I angled my head over my shoulder and pressed a kiss to his mouth.
He stilled at the affection, his eyes on me, his entire body motionless. He stared at my mouth for a second before he kissed me again, this time giving me a deeper kiss, one that lingered.
I lay down again and got comfortable.
His face pressed into the back of my neck. “You’re welcome to sleep over.”
“I really don’t want to walk home right now, but I don’t want to have to get up early either. Hmm…”
“Touch decision. But just so you know, I’m not gonna kick you out.”
I smiled. “Okay, I deserved that.”
He gave my ass a playful squeeze. “I’m never gonna stop teasing you for that.”
“I had a feeling…”
“Well, let me know if you want to leave in the next ten minutes. Otherwise, I’m going to sleep…and don’t try to wake me up. It won’t work.”
“Hard sleeper, huh?”
“Like a bear.” He inhaled a last deep breath then went still, his arm around my waist, his nose in my hair.
I lay there, trying to come to a decision. I thought it was more appropriate to leave, but I’d kicked him out of my apartment so many times, and if I was trying to be different, I needed to make an effort. I needed to try new things. “I’m going to stay.”
He tugged me a little closer, his lips resting against my skin. He didn’t have a problem cuddling, didn’t have a problem sharing his space. He shared himself with me completely.
I should do the same.
My alarm went off on my phone the next morning.
“Ugh.” My hand reached out to the floor, searching over the carpet to find the thing that was ringing loudly. I had to reach farther to get it, moving away from Dax, who was still in the same position as last night. My eyes were closed, and I groaned as I kept searching for it. When I finally got it, it slipped through my fingertips. “You motherfucker.” I grabbed it again, squinted, and finally turned the noise off. “You fucking cunt.” I dropped it back on the carpet and sighed.
He chuckled quietly, his voice raspy. “Not a morning person, huh?”
“Not a cunt kind of person.” I turned over onto my back and ran my fingers through my hair, seeing the two of us close together on one side of the bed, leaving the other half empty. The morning light poked through the blinds on the window, highlighting his sculpted physique in the dark, the lines between his various triceps, the distinctive line between his pecs.
“She’s just doing her job.”
“Well, she’s a cunt anyway.”
He moved over me and sprinkled kisses along my collarbone, my neck, the valley between my tits. “Is this better?”
With my eyes closed, I nodded. My arms wrapped around his shoulders, and I held him tight. When he came closer, I felt his hard dick against me, rubbing against my stomach, the moisture oozing from his tip.
He moved farther down, over my flat stomach to my hips, his face disappearing under the sheets.