I swallow hard, seeing all of her as she sits naked on my bed, right in front of my rock-hard dick.
Stevie slips her fingertips into my pants, pulling them down, and when my cock bounces to its full glory right in front of her mouth, I realize what a terrible idea it might have been to have her undress me.
Her stare is fixated on it as she licks her lips, but before she can touch it, I hold the condom out between my index and middle finger, asking her to take control. Because honestly, if she touches my bare skin with either her hand or her mouth, I’m going to come.
As she rolls it on, I can’t help but watch, loving the way her ring-covered fingers barely connect around the size of my cock. Shockingly enough, my ego still has room to inflate, and seeing her hands look minuscule compared to my dick, does just that.
Tilting her chin up, I cover her mouth with mine, urging her back against the bed. She finds the pillow, resting her curls on it, as I climb right on top of her.
I kiss every inch of her lips, jaw, neck, and chest, taking one of her pretty brown nipples between my teeth. Stevie arches her back, pushing her tits into my face. I bury myself in them, kissing and grabbing anything I can get my hands on before I make my way back to her mouth.
I nudge her legs with my knee, opening them around me.
I’m about to do something I’ve never done before, and that’s have sex with a fuck-ton of eye contact and intimacy, but I’ve never wanted anything more.
With our faces pressed together, I rub my body against hers. The soft curves are a welcome reminder of what I’ve been missing and dreaming of for two and a half months.
“Put it in, sweetheart.”
I kiss her temple before her blue-green gaze connects with mine, saying plenty more than you’d assume from the silence between us.
Pulling back my hips, both of our attention shifts south, watching as Stevie’s hand finds me and lines me up before guiding me inside.
She whimpers into my ear, a heavenly echo that flows through my entire body as I slide in deeper and deeper. Once I’m all the way in, I have to pause, steadying myself and giving us both a moment to adjust to the feeling and fullness.
Our chests rise and fall in sync, and I’ve never felt more connected to someone than I do at this moment. I can’t explain it, but for the first time in my life, I get it.
My knuckles grip the sheets around us, turning white with restraint when thankfully, Stevie’s fingernails scratch against the skin of my shoulder blades, her hips pressing up, needing movement.
I pull back before I drive into her, deep and slow.
“Oh my God, Zee.” She holds on to me, her arms keeping me close as I continue my torturous pace. “You feel amazing.”
“Sweetheart,” I laugh, lifting to look at her. “My ego is already fucking huge, and I’m trying not to come in under thirty seconds, so leave the praising to me, please.”
Her smile is soft and cute, so I press my lips to hers before I thrust forward again, filling her. Her moans are breathy, laced with need, like music to my ears.
I can’t help but watch as her full lips part, her ocean eyes locked on mine, and her tits bouncing against my chest with every intentional push. The amount of eye contact would’ve been alarming a few months ago, but now, I can’t look away. I need to see my effect on her. I need her to see her effect on me.
“I like you so much, Zee,” she whispers, stroking a hand down my face, her eyes soft and with so much sincerity.
My forehead falls to her chest as I continue my movements, needing to hide a bit.
Her words are something I didn’t think I would ever hear, especially with the meaning behind them. They fill me with the hope that maybe one day there will be even more between us. That maybe one day I will love this woman, and maybe somehow, she will find a way to love me.
I didn’t think that was possible before her, but maybe my future isn’t as bleak as I once assumed.
My breath swirls with her damp skin. “You have no idea how much I needed you, Stevie.”
She tilts her cheek against mine, her hand cupping the back of my head, holding me to her. “I needed you too.”
I pull back to look at her, her eyes begging for me. “But what I really need is for you to give me more. So, I want you to fuck me so hard you smack me in the face with that chain around your neck, please.”
My head falls to her shoulder in laughter. “My wild fucking girl.” Kissing her lips, we chuckle into each other, putting the emotional stuff on pause.
I wrap my hand around the base of her throat, lightly choking her, the amusement between us shifting. “Then I want to hear you beg my name like a fucking prayer, Stevie girl.”