A light musky scent filled his nostrils and his breath caught in his throat. The fragrance aroused him. It was familiar.
He felt the long tresses sweep across his chest, making goosebumps break out on his arms.
A whisper caressed his ear. “Hello, sleepyhead.”
He tasted strawberries as her lips brushed his.
“Lucy,” he murmured.
Rob’s fingers trailed lightly across her lips, traveling down her neck, searching for the softness of a breast, the stiffness of a nipple. He found it, and he heard a soft moan.
He opened his eyes. “Lucy,” he murmured again. “I’m glad you’re here.”
“I can see that.”
He gave her a lopsided smile. “I’ve missed you.”
“I can see that, too. Tell me what you need.” Her Amber eyes filled with wanting.
"I need you, and I want to do this." He pulled her on top of him, all thoughts of a headache gone.
"Oh? I thought you wanted to make money.”
He grabbed her by the ass and raised his hips, pushing himself inside of her. “Fuck money.”
She moaned. "That does feel good."
"Yes, it does." He rocked her slowly. "Let's stay in. We can order pizza. Play Canasta."
Her muscles gripped him as she laughed. "What the fuck is Canasta?"
"I have no idea," he gasped at her movement.
Grabbing her tighter, he rolled her onto her back and shoved himself deeper inside of her. "Come for me, baby," he murmured in her ear. "I want to hear you scream."
She felt his warm breath on her ear. "I'm not a screamer.”
"That's too bad." He thrust harder and deeper into her. "I want to be the first to make you scream."
"Not going to happen." Her breathing came faster. Sweat glistened on her body.
He felt her tense up. Her body started to shiver. Immediately, he withdrew from her.
"No!" she cried.
"Oh, no, no," he whispered. "Not yet." He slid down her body and spread her legs, wrapping them around his neck. He buried his face between them.
She squirmed. “Oh, shit.”
Slipping a finger inside her, he slowly moved it in and out while he licked the folds of her vagina. He blew a warm breath on the wetness left from his tongue.
“Rob.” It was a soft cry.
He inserted a second finger into her rear, and she tightened up.
He looked up at her. “Relax,” he whispered.
“Rob,” it was almost a whimper. “Help me.”
“I will, Luce. I’ll help you. Just relax.”
"Oh, God, I think I'm gonna die!"
He withdrew his fingers, replacing them with his cock."You won't die," he whispered, his voice muffled against her hair. “I won’t let you.” Shoving harder and harder, in and out, he whispered in
her ear. "Now scream for me, Lucy."
The release seemed to last forever. Rob waited for the scream he wanted, and then he joined her in the orgasm.
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