brought out with it.
“This is the same blue as the piano. What’s it called?” I ask instead of answering her.
“Lapis.” She breathes the word like a praise. “It’s my favorite blue.”
“Then it’s my favorite, too.” I drag my palms through it.
“What are you doing?” Her voice is a breathless, husky, suggestive siren song. ”She wiggles her hips, arching her back to send them toward my aching cock.
I take a step back, and she shoots a look of deep consternation over her shoulder at me. “Why are you teasing me?” She moans.
“I’m not.” I press my splayed hands onto her exposed shoulder blades.
“Giving me wings?” she asks, her smile lifting her voice an octave.
“Nah, you were born with those. I just like this color against your skin.” I press my lips to the soft curve of her neck.
She jumps when my paint slick hands slide under her shirt and covers her small, soft breasts.
“Are you decorating me—oh, baby…” She moans when I pluck her nipples between my fingers and squeeze. Her head falls back to rest on my shoulder. Her eyes are closed, her lips are parted and wet. I press my nose into the dark halo of her hair and breathe in the sweet scent of sunshine and summer.
I slide my hands down until they come to rest on the velvet-soft plane of her stomach. She melts into me—fitting perfectly against me.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard, deep, and dirty.”
“Just like always?” she pants.
Just like always. Nothing is going to change, except for the better.”
“You can’t know that.”
I drag my hand between her breast and cover her thundering heart. “I promise—”
She spins around and slams her hand over my mouth and gives her head a sharp shake “I don’t want to expect anything.”
I take those words as a challenge.
I nip at her palm, and she frees my mouth.
I grip her chin and stare into her eyes. “I love you. Do you love me?”
She nods and tears spill from her eyes. “So much”
My heart feels too big for my chest. “Good. Because you and me, we’re so fucking meant to be.”
“I know…I’ve never felt anything like this,” she whispers. Her hands slip between our bodies, and she unfastens my jeans and shoves them and my briefs down my hips. Her soft hand wraps around my rock-hard erection, and she tugs up in a long slow, stroke that blurs my vision. “Take off my shorts, Carter.”
“My hands have paint on them,” I remind her.
“I don’t care,”
I keep one hand wrapped around her and unfasten her tiny shorts and yank them and her panties down in one swift motion.
“There’s a condom in my pocket.”
She tugs it out and puts it on with impressive speed. I grab her ass and lift her onto the table. “You ready?”
“For you? Always. Forever.” Our eyes are locked, and we’re the only people in the world, again. She rolls her hips and the head of my cock glides through the slick heat of her pussy. I almost come on the spot.
“Oh baby, oh Beth…” I pant when the head of my desperately hard dick nudges against the entrance of the place that’s as close to heaven as I’ve ever come. Her pussy is hot and wet, and I have to grab the table to keep myself from falling forward on top of her when my knees buckle. I thrust up and hiss at the slippery friction of our bodies working together with a common purpose.
“I’ve been thinking about this all day.” I groan
“Then fuck me like it, please. I need you.”
I press her flat against the table, wrap my hand around her neck, and lean down to kiss her. My tongue plunges into her mouth, and I’m instantly drunk on her.
I close my eyes and get lost in my sweet, wild girl.
No song I’ll ever write could be more beautiful than the symphony of our moans, curses, cries when we’re like this. I lift her shirt, and she leans back to give me access. Her hands find my hair, and she tugs it when I bite the rounded side of her breast before I pull her nipple into my mouth. It swells against my tongue when I close my lips around it. I suck hard until I feel her clench around me.
I straighten and tug her to the edge of the desk.
“Open your eyes, baby.”
Our gazes meet and stay locked on each other. Everything disappears but me and the girl who stole my heart. I ride her