“I’m warm.”
“And?” I rear back and slide my cock back inside her. Her ass feels full and perfect as I grip it, pulling her even closer against me.
“And turned on.”
“I need more, Addie.”
“I feel excited. Your cock hits this spot that sends zings up my spine.”
“Good girl.” I nuzzle her nipple with my nose. “What else?”
“Your fingertips on my ass.”
“Yes?”
“I want them to leave bruises so I can see them later when I take a shower.”
I feel a smile spread over my face at the thought of marking her.
Because she’s fucking mine.
“I love that. Good one.”
“I like the way the hair on your leg feels under my foot.”
“Mmm. I love it when you drag your foot up my leg.”
She does it again, making me smile.
“Your weight feels good on me,” she whispers, then catches her breath when I pound into her, just a little harder. “And when you do that—”
“What, baby?”
“When you do that, it feels like you’re buried so deep, I don’t know where you end and I begin.”
“I love you so fucking much.”
Her smile lights up the room. “I love you too. And I love how much you say ‘fuck’ when you’re turned on.”
I pull out and kiss down her body to her pussy, pulling her lips into my mouth, sucking hard, then kiss back up and plunge inside her.
“You’re the sweetest damn thing,” I growl.
“Jake?”
“Yes, baby.”
“Am I still talking?”
“Absolutely.” I push one of her legs up over my shoulder, spreading her wider, going deeper, making her gasp.
“I feel open.”
“Yeah, this position opens you up nicely.”
“No,” she breathes as she shakes her head. “I feel vulnerable. I trust you. I love you. I feel open.”
I stop fucking her hard and stare down into her eyes, lower her leg, and cover her with my body. “I’m right here with you.”
“And I feel like I’m going to come.”
Her lips are tickling mine as she speaks. My eyes cross as she squeezes down on me, hard.
“Still with you,” I groan as my spine tingles, and I feel the orgasm shoot through me, almost violently.
“So good,” she sighs, lazily dragging her hands down my back to my ass. “And such a hot ass.”
I smirk and roll us to the side so my weight is off of her, but I can still see her and touch her.
“So, did you wait until I told you I love you to break out the dominant side?” she asks playfully, but I can see that the question is honest.
“No, I just haven’t shown you all my tricks yet. Sometimes I’m in this mood. Especially when . . . well, never mind.”
“When what?”
I swallow, kiss her forehead. “You won’t be offended?”
“I didn’t say that,” she says with a laugh.
“I get this way when I feel like I’m marking my territory.”
Her eyes narrow, and I think she’s going to yell at me, but then she hugs me tight. “I kind of like that. But don’t tell anyone I said that.”
“I’m not in a habit of telling people about my sex life,” I reply dryly. “I think your secret is safe with me.”
“Are you hungry?” she asks sweetly.
“A little.” But I don’t want to leave this bed. “You?”
“Not really.”
“You were hungry thirty minutes ago,” I remind her as she scoots closer.
“Yeah, but now you’re awake, and I’m in your arms, and this is comfortable.”
“Let’s be lazy then.” I cuddle her close and breathe her in. She smells like her citrusy shampoo and sex.
Sexiest fucking smell in this world.
“We should check our phones.” She sighs and reaches over to the bedside table for her phone, and I do the same. “Has yours been blowing up?”
“Yep.” We roll back together as we thumb through our phones. “I had six calls and, holy shit, eight texts.”
“I’ve had four calls and twenty-two texts,” she says, giggling. “The girls are persistent.”
“Yeah, Christina and Max both want to know what’s going on. I’ll call Max real quick and he can call Christina.”
“I’ll call Cami,” she says with a nod.
“You’re alive,” Max says when he answers. “I thought maybe she took you out somewhere and offed you.”
“Not yet,” I reply. “We’re good, man.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. Things are good here. Will you call Christina and let her know? She’s been blowing up my phone.”
“Sure, she’s been blowing up mine too. I don’t know why, it’s not like we’re having an orgy or anything, and I’m not psychic.”
“She’s like a mother hen,” I reply, watching Addie as she laughs and tells Cami that we’re just being lazy in bed. “I appreciate it.”
“No problem. And I’m happy for you, Jake.”
“Thanks.” I hang up, toss my phone aside, and listen unabashedly to Addie’s conversation.
She presses her finger to her lips, telling me to stay quiet, and puts her phone on speaker, laying it on the bed between us.