Chapter 4

I licked her slit, savoring her lips as I spread her cheeks. I slathered my index and middle finger in saliva and entered her to stroke slowly. I scratched her shoulders and her spine with my other hand, sympathetically feeling the little electric shocks that happen during sex.

I stroked inside her in and out while she grew louder. I drove my hand in with my hip and grunted in time with her moans. The hot slap of skin was more than enough to turn me on.

She squished my fingers as she came eventually and my hands itched to have my strap on me already. I was rushing to the next orgasm and I needed to slow down a little. At the very least so I could savor the night properly. Golden rule of lovemaking: have fun so your partner feeds off your energy.

I slapped her ass and she crawled forward to flop down in the middle of the bed. Taking off my clothes, I put on my boxers with the slot at the front and slipped our dildo of choice in it. We named him Liam Neeson and he quickly became a favorite as soon as we used it the first time. I got the vibrator bullets and put them in the lining of the boxers.

I threw the lube and the extra dildo next to her on the bed. Digging my fingers in her back, I kissed her spine and she rested her head on her folded arms. It made her shoulder blades jut out and I painted her back with kisses, licking here and there.

“Oh, fuck…I’m tingly…”

“It’s probably the last orgasm…” I ran my nails in an imaginary rush of blood like when you come. “Do you feel the wave that starts here?” I scratched at the small of her back. “And radiates up and out?”

While she was distracted, I lubed up Liam and pressed the cock head at her entrance.

“It’s also the best time to fuck you, because you’re extra sensitive…” she gripped the slats as I stroked inside slowly.

“Yep! Yes, that’s nice…”

Her flushed back was gorgeous and the silver of her chain and white of her skin contrasted against her ruby red hair.

That vision of her in the sunlight today and her posing on my car, though…Fuck, I could come just replaying her shaking body from today.

“Now, please, baby…” She spoke, muffled, against her arms.

I leaned on my hands and humped her deep and quick.

“Yes, like that. Ohh–“

She twisted and rolled her hips, giving herself over to the pleasure.

She leaned on her elbows and lolled her head down. I bit at the bend of her neck and it only took a few more strokes to have her shake under me as she came.

She flopped down, face first, again. I grabbed at a water bottle and chugged it.

“Mor…are you seriously drinking water right now?”

“Gotta stay hydrated…want some?” I held out the bottle in front of her as she craned to look at me.

“No! You’re still inside me!”

“I’m aware.” I thrust shallowly. “I’m not allowed to drink water with my cock inside you?” I was smiling now, setting the water down and biting her shoulders.

“No…it’s weird…”

“What are you doing anyway? Do you plan on fucking me all night like this?” She tried to nudge me off but I grabbed her wrists.

“Not all night…but I did want to try something…”

She stilled her movements and I dug out the remote from the nightstand. I thrust as I looked at the thing, keeping her warm. I finally figured it out and powered it on.

“Shit! That feels nice!” The vibrating bullet was pressed into my clit and sending waves down into the dildo.

“Oh god!” She was back to gripping the slats.

I breathed deeply, refusing to come before her. I thrust and caressed her back.

What do guys think about, again? Baseball? No, I hate baseball…Football? Okay! The game last week with those hot Dallas cheerleaders that I couldn’t stop–no! Damn it. Uh, okay…my annoying aunt and her double chin…yep, that works.

“Are you close baby?” I finally asked as I started to get worked up.

“Yes! I want John, now please!”

“Sure thing!” I grabbed our smaller dildo we named John Mayer and lubed it up. This one is mostly for anal. I slathered lube over her crack, stimulating her hole.

I continued to move my hips and gently entered her with my index finger.

I stroked the cock so it would be warm and replaced my finger with the cock head at her ass.

My slow roll inside her looked amazing from this angle, but slipping that dildo inside her to the base? It was…nothing short of sublime.

Don’t come. Don’t come. Don’t come…was my useless mantra.

“Fuck me.” She cried out brokenly.

“Fuck me, what?…” I teased.

“Please! Fuck me, daddy.”

“You got it, baby girl.” I whispered near her ear and she groaned in arousal.

I dripped more lube around the base of the dildo and drove my hips in her faster. I fucked her hole slowly with John, in and out.

Her hole unclenched again as she breathed and I held an ass cheek open to remind her to keep from tensing.

“Fuck, I can feel the squirt coming…” She spoke into her pillow.

Sure enough, she gushed all over my knees and some soaked my boxers. Jesus…I couldn’t take it anymore, my delayed orgasm was starting to become painful.

Thankfully, she came in the next second, gripping onto both silicone dildos harshly and I heard a resounding crack as I came too. It was heaven, shaking on top of her like this, then it very quickly became…not heaven.

“Oh, shit!” I saw stars and grabbed at the remote, punching at it violently.

“The fucking remote doesn’t work!” I sobbed. I slipped a hand in the tight boxers and separated the vibrator from my clit.

“Oh! Well take them off!”

“Oh, yeah!” I slipped the boxers off and they buzzed between us on the wet covers.

She started laughing, red in the face, then I did, on my back, panting as I regained my senses.

“Those vibrating bullets are the devil!” I gasped.

“God, I came so hard.”

We got up to toss the sheets in the washer. Stains were easier if you just washed them right away. She took a moment to take John out her hole and it was unbelievably sexy.

“Suzie, you broke another slat on the bed.”

“Oops! Well, it was a nice orgasm…” She cocked her head and flashed her dimples at me.

I smiled widely as I finished breaking off the wooden pieces and decided to tape off the splinters at the ends with duct tape. I’ll sand it down tomorrow. I tossed the broken pieces and we looked at the headboard that was starting to look like it was missing several teeth.

“Looks great!” I enthused.

She chuckled and looped her arm through mine.

“I concur…Oh! And you’ve convinced me!”

I furrowed my brow in confusion.

“What?” Which conversation did we leave in the middle of today? My brain tried to remember but I think I was still stupid from sex.

“I’ll be your kept woman!” She dragged me into the bathroom as she turned on the shower.

“What on earth are you talking about?”

“You said! If I get canned, you’d support me!”

She pushed me into the shower.

“I didn’t–I didn’t say that. Wait, are we having shower sex now?” I was so confused…as smart as I thought I was, sometimes I couldn’t keep up with this woman.

“Hmm, maybe. But you need a shower, you’re still stinky from this afternoon.” She lathered up my hair and I ceded. Of course I’m going to lean into this. A sexy woman is bathing me.

“What I said was…if things don’t shake out the way you want them to, you have options…Show them you know your worth…and whatever career decisions you want to make…Money won’t be an issue… I’m behind you.”

“No, I’m behind you.” She grabbed my ass and I chuckled.

“I’d never take away your career, babe. Or your autonomy.”

We’ve never had this conversation, but it was clear as day that she liked what she did and she was fucking good at it. I couldn’t imagine her wearing one of those mesh robes and sipping martinis on a Tuesday morning. Not when I’ve seen her command whole board rooms in killer heels.

“So, you don’t want me to be your trophy wife?”

I heard her teasing tone as she turned me over and licked at the water running over my chest.

“You’re neither a trophy…or my wife. You’re your own woman.”

Her eyes blazed at me.

“You’re such a sweet-talker, Mor. I can’t stand you.” She emphasized the point, roughly.

“Well, my pickup lines are catered very specifically to hot badass women who are empowered to grab life by the balls.”

“It’s ‘by the horns’…The saying is ‘grab life by the horns.'” She smirked at me.

“Why would you want to go near the bull’s horns?!”

She sniffed out in frustration.

“Why am I arguing this?? Moriah, why would you want to touch his balls??”

“Well, isn’t that the best way to bring him down?”

“I don’t know, Mor! I’m angry now. Why have you gone and riled me up?”

I grinned at her, pinning her to a cold wall and she gasped into our kiss. I wedged a thigh in her center and she squealed.

“No! Mor! Stop! I’m done!”

“Aw…all right. Am I clean enough now?”

“You’ll do…” She caught my lips and kissed me sweetly. “Thank you, Moriah…” She looked at me warmly.

The shower thundered in the silence and I didn’t know if she meant planning today, or my expressions of loyalty, or even just me being here with her. Either way, I got it all.

We stepped out of the shower and collapsed into a freshly made bed.

I held her tightly in my arms and relished her naked body pressed against mine as I spooned her.

“I feel like holding on to our Eden a little while longer…” I sighed out softly.

“You know that story doesn’t have a great ending, right?”

“Why ON EARTH would you say that right now?” I griped. “You ruined the moment…”

She turned in my arms, giggling.

“It’s true! Maybe you should have better role models as far as romance goes.”

“Say what you will…but they grew old together and were probably buried together in each others’ arms.” I was still pouting over the fact she had crushed my idyllic train of thought.

“Is that what you want, Mor?” Her tone was serious now and I looked at her. “You want to grow old with me?”

“Yes!” I said immediately.

“When you’re 50, I’m going to be 70…”

“So? Probably a fucking hot 70-year-old!” I was more emphatic than I was usually because it was something that gnawed at her and she’s had moments of insecurity about it.

Her mouth pulled up in amusement and I kept speaking.

“Listen, Suzie. I fell in love with you…with your brain and your volatile spirit. That’s not changing anytime soon…I want as much time as I can possibly get. If that’s greed, then throw me out of paradise too.”

Her eyes blazed and she kissed me.

“Okay! Just checking!”

She turned over and my hands flexed over her hips before I regained my senses.

“Okay, well…Goodnight.”

I ruminated over our last exchange and had to ask her one last thing.

“Suz?” She hummed sleepily. “Did you…want to grow old with me too?”

“Of course, I love you, baby.” She squeezed my forearms harder into herself and wiggled her butt into my hips. “That is, if we don’t murder each other before we get old.”

“True…” I conceded that we may very well end up murdering each other. “Love hard. Live hard!” I whispered.

She was already asleep.