Once and Again
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“Only two more days, Lily.”
She ran soapy hands all over his body and he arched forward when she slipped one down his back, over his ass and balls. And then she fisted his c**k with the other hand. A nonsensical sound broke through his lips.
“I know.” She began to jerk his c**k with one soapy hand and caress his balls with the other.
“You’re pretty good at that. Like blue-ribbon, gold-medal good.”
“I’ve got moves you’ve never seen, boy.”
He laughed but didn’t stop thrusting. “I can’t wait to see more. I aim to claim you all public-like. In two days. Ten minutes after school is out if I can make it here this fast.”
“Claim like how?” She tightened her hold just a little, but plenty enough to send him to thisclose from climax.
“Like I’m done with this secret-relationship bullshit. You and I are going to go out for dinner and then to the Tonk. And I will put my hand in your back pocket and smooch up on you and you can finally show the world how much you love it.”
She giggled and then he didn’t want to come in her shower. He turned, taking her hand. “I want you. Not your hand, your pu**y.” He picked her up and placed her on the bathmat and followed her.
“I hope you know just how much that move would have gotten any other man a kick to the goolies.”
“Good to know my goolies are safe.” He took the towel she’d been holding and began to dry her with it. “So you’re on board with the open declaration of how-awesome-Lily-Travis-thinks-Nathan-Murphy-is plan?”
She laughed and turned into his arms.
“I can manage it. Probably.”
He bent his knees and bumped her with a shoulder and picked her up, his arm banded over her ass.
“You have such a nice behind, Nathan. Have I told you that lately?”
He carried her into the bedroom and tossed her on the bed.
“You can’t get mad when I tell you to back off.”
She said it very primly and he kept a straight face for a few seconds. “We both know I’m pushy when I need to be. So if you share with me and keep me updated on what’s going on and you let me help you, we’ll be golden. If you make me push you, I’m going to extract a price.”
He leered and she shivered.
“I think I just had a really dirty pirate fantasy.”
“What?”
“You looked at me like a very wicked pirate.”
“Ah. Well then, girlie. I’ve come to plunder and ravage.” He waggled his brows and she pulled him down to the mattress.
“Thank God. Toys aren’t nearly as good as you at plundering.”
“Damn it, woman!” He paused to lick over her ni**les. “What did we say about not killing me with your dirty mind?”
She fluttered her lashes and reached down for his cock. “I can’t remember. Maybe you can help.”
He dove on her, kissing over her ni**les and down her belly until he reached her pu**y. “I love this. So soft and sweet.” He fluttered his tongue over her clit and she whimpered.
Settling in, he held her ass in his hands so that he could serve himself, angling her perfectly to meet his mouth. Her fingers tightened in the blankets and she moaned. His c**k was so hard he worried he’d come like a fourteen-year-old.
He devoured her, tasting every dip and fold of her pu**y. She moved restlessly, her head going side to side as she began to rock her hips, brushing her clit over his lips and tongue exactly how she wanted.
He held her tight against him, delighting in the way she squealed when his fingers dug into the muscle of her ass. So slick and so close, he listened to her breath, knowing she was very, very close.
And then she came so hard she sobbed.
He rolled her over, loving to look at the long, gorgeous line of her spine. The swirls of the tattoo, the flare of her hips. The tattoo was inherently feminine and it suited her curves perfectly. She angled her hips just how he liked it, and when he slipped in, he reminded himself to have a condom talk with her. He wanted to be in her totally naked.
She clutched at the headboard, pushing back at him to meet his thrusts.
“I love seeing you this way. Flushed from sex. Stretched out, eyes glossy, lips wet. The side of your breast makes my mouth water with that little bit of your nipple, enough to see the bar. You’re so f**king sexy I get rock hard simply at the thought of you. It’s a problem so I have to think about my third-grade teacher to erase any sign of arousal. Works every time.”
She snorted.
He f**ked into her body slow and easy. He drew it out long and sensual until she writhed at every touch and he would explode if he didn’t come. When he did, his face pressed into the sweet hollow where shoulder met neck, he knew he was with the woman he was meant to spend his life with.
“I guess we should have showered afterward.” She turned to face him as he came back into the room.
“We’re due to meet them for pizza in an hour. I can think of a few ways to take up the time between now and then.”
He got back into bed.
“Sounds good.”
Chapter Thirteen
She knew he was coming for her. So she took care of errands as she waited. His ten minutes would be closer to a few hours, he’d called to say. She understood.
While her brother was away at camp and her mother was still in the hospital, she let herself enjoy the silence. She’d taken Christopher to the bus for his camp, checked in to be sure Pamela didn’t need anything and had even called Nancy to check in on her.
She ran soapy hands all over his body and he arched forward when she slipped one down his back, over his ass and balls. And then she fisted his c**k with the other hand. A nonsensical sound broke through his lips.
“I know.” She began to jerk his c**k with one soapy hand and caress his balls with the other.
“You’re pretty good at that. Like blue-ribbon, gold-medal good.”
“I’ve got moves you’ve never seen, boy.”
He laughed but didn’t stop thrusting. “I can’t wait to see more. I aim to claim you all public-like. In two days. Ten minutes after school is out if I can make it here this fast.”
“Claim like how?” She tightened her hold just a little, but plenty enough to send him to thisclose from climax.
“Like I’m done with this secret-relationship bullshit. You and I are going to go out for dinner and then to the Tonk. And I will put my hand in your back pocket and smooch up on you and you can finally show the world how much you love it.”
She giggled and then he didn’t want to come in her shower. He turned, taking her hand. “I want you. Not your hand, your pu**y.” He picked her up and placed her on the bathmat and followed her.
“I hope you know just how much that move would have gotten any other man a kick to the goolies.”
“Good to know my goolies are safe.” He took the towel she’d been holding and began to dry her with it. “So you’re on board with the open declaration of how-awesome-Lily-Travis-thinks-Nathan-Murphy-is plan?”
She laughed and turned into his arms.
“I can manage it. Probably.”
He bent his knees and bumped her with a shoulder and picked her up, his arm banded over her ass.
“You have such a nice behind, Nathan. Have I told you that lately?”
He carried her into the bedroom and tossed her on the bed.
“You can’t get mad when I tell you to back off.”
She said it very primly and he kept a straight face for a few seconds. “We both know I’m pushy when I need to be. So if you share with me and keep me updated on what’s going on and you let me help you, we’ll be golden. If you make me push you, I’m going to extract a price.”
He leered and she shivered.
“I think I just had a really dirty pirate fantasy.”
“What?”
“You looked at me like a very wicked pirate.”
“Ah. Well then, girlie. I’ve come to plunder and ravage.” He waggled his brows and she pulled him down to the mattress.
“Thank God. Toys aren’t nearly as good as you at plundering.”
“Damn it, woman!” He paused to lick over her ni**les. “What did we say about not killing me with your dirty mind?”
She fluttered her lashes and reached down for his cock. “I can’t remember. Maybe you can help.”
He dove on her, kissing over her ni**les and down her belly until he reached her pu**y. “I love this. So soft and sweet.” He fluttered his tongue over her clit and she whimpered.
Settling in, he held her ass in his hands so that he could serve himself, angling her perfectly to meet his mouth. Her fingers tightened in the blankets and she moaned. His c**k was so hard he worried he’d come like a fourteen-year-old.
He devoured her, tasting every dip and fold of her pu**y. She moved restlessly, her head going side to side as she began to rock her hips, brushing her clit over his lips and tongue exactly how she wanted.
He held her tight against him, delighting in the way she squealed when his fingers dug into the muscle of her ass. So slick and so close, he listened to her breath, knowing she was very, very close.
And then she came so hard she sobbed.
He rolled her over, loving to look at the long, gorgeous line of her spine. The swirls of the tattoo, the flare of her hips. The tattoo was inherently feminine and it suited her curves perfectly. She angled her hips just how he liked it, and when he slipped in, he reminded himself to have a condom talk with her. He wanted to be in her totally naked.
She clutched at the headboard, pushing back at him to meet his thrusts.
“I love seeing you this way. Flushed from sex. Stretched out, eyes glossy, lips wet. The side of your breast makes my mouth water with that little bit of your nipple, enough to see the bar. You’re so f**king sexy I get rock hard simply at the thought of you. It’s a problem so I have to think about my third-grade teacher to erase any sign of arousal. Works every time.”
She snorted.
He f**ked into her body slow and easy. He drew it out long and sensual until she writhed at every touch and he would explode if he didn’t come. When he did, his face pressed into the sweet hollow where shoulder met neck, he knew he was with the woman he was meant to spend his life with.
“I guess we should have showered afterward.” She turned to face him as he came back into the room.
“We’re due to meet them for pizza in an hour. I can think of a few ways to take up the time between now and then.”
He got back into bed.
“Sounds good.”
Chapter Thirteen
She knew he was coming for her. So she took care of errands as she waited. His ten minutes would be closer to a few hours, he’d called to say. She understood.
While her brother was away at camp and her mother was still in the hospital, she let herself enjoy the silence. She’d taken Christopher to the bus for his camp, checked in to be sure Pamela didn’t need anything and had even called Nancy to check in on her.
