When a groan escaped from her sugary mouth, I started undoing her jeans and slid my fingers into her fine hair, nearly losing it when I discovered how goddamn slick she was. She was practically melting into my touch.
Once she began panting, I dropped to my knees, keeping her pressed back against the door, and yanked down her jeans and underwear until they were on the floor. I brought one of her legs up, hooking it over my shoulder, then left soft, wet kisses from the side of her knee all the way up her inner thigh. Her body tensed and relaxed from my touch, and I grabbed her ass, hard, bringing her into my face. My lips met her swollen ones and I teased her clit with the tip of my nose before sliding my tongue along her cleft and plunging it inside her.
Oh god, nothing tasted better, felt better, than this. She gripped the top of my head, nearly pulling out my hair, and I knew I was blowing her mind. She was sinking into me, hips rocking for pressure, and I was an insatiable beast who still wanted more, more, more. I wanted to be inside her in every way I could. I wanted to stay there and leave my mark, make her feel me, make her never forget.
She came hard into my mouth, her clit pulsing beneath my lips, her fold blossoming open, and I drank her all in, keeping her coming until she was moaning for me to stop.
I pulled my head away and looked up at her exquisitely pleasured face, wiping my lips with the back of my hand.
“Welcome home,” I said with a grin. Then I helped her shaking legs step out of the rest of her jeans and led her to the bedroom.
My turn.
CHAPTER TWO
There’s sleeping in and then there’s sleeping in. We did the latter, burrowing into my bed like we were hibernating for the winter. Her soft skin, my comfy duvet—it’s all I ever needed. I could die there, death by relaxation, preceded by death by pu**y.
“You’ve always belonged in my bed,” I whispered into her ear as I pulled out of her and wrapped my arms around her chest. That was orgasm number a billion for the both of us, which explained why it was so hard to get out of bed. After I followed through with my promise to f**k her senseless last night, I added a 3AM session (blowjob, finally), and two rounds in our warm, half-asleep state.
She snuggled into my arms and I could hear the smile in her voice when she said, “I guess Fatty Rab will have to make room for me then.”
“There’s no way that dog is sharing a room with us. You only get one dog in your bed, baby, and that’s me.” I had half a mind to call up Rebecca and beg her to take care of Fat Rabbit for a few days more, giving Perry and I plenty of time in this faux-honeymoon period, but I knew I’d start missing the stinky bastard sooner or later.
“And you’re one bad dog,” she teased.
“Woof, woof. Give a dog a boner.”
She giggled and smacked my arm. And that’s why I loved this woman. She let me say the stupidest shit, and on occasion, actually found it funny.
There it was again. That word, that feeling of sinking, falling, drowning. Good, wonderful, delicious, scary. I was going to have to get used to it. I was going to have to start being okay with being in love and hope to hell she’d start to catch up with me.
“Hey, Perry,” I said, kissing the top of her head. Fuck she smelled amazing, like sex and vanilla.
“Mmmm?”
“What are you doing tonight?”
She turned her head and smiled up at me.
“Besides you?”
I grinned. “Baby, doing me is always and forever a given. It’s like Newton’s law of gravity, or Amazon taking over the world.”
She pursed her lips playfully, as if she had no other option, as if she’d ever turn down my c**k again. “Good to know. Then I don’t know what else I’m doing tonight. I was thinking about unpacking…”
“Unpacking here, right?” I didn’t know if it was a stupid question or not, so I had to ask.
She stared at me for a few beats. “Yes, I’m unpacking here.”
“And here, in this room, our room…not the den?”
She nodded. “If you’d like.”
I sat up and adjusted myself so I could look at her better. “Perry…you know what I’d like, what I want. I want you to stay here permanently. I wasn’t joking with that making me your home business. As cheesy as it sounded, I f**king meant it.”
“I know,” she said, her eyes softening, sky blue in the morning light.
“I don’t want you in the den. I want you in this bed, forever. I want to be with you. Not just as a partner, not just as a friend. I want us to be together, to be one, to be…I don’t know, a f**king couple.”
She rubbed her lips and I had the urge to kiss her hard enough to make her see just how I felt. Finally she said, “I want those things too, Dex, I do. I just…I want to take it a bit slow. I’m just…” She trailed off and exhaled loudly. I could see the worry on her brow and knew I was coming on too strong for her right now. Perry had other things to consider instead of just me. She was my everything at the moment, a challenge to overcome. But she’d just been uprooted from the only home she’d ever known, been ostracized from her family on account of me, and was dealing with the ever-looming threat of becoming someone like her grandmother. In my impatience, I had forgotten all that.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, stroking her head. “I’m getting ahead of myself. Seriously. I know you’re going through so much shit right now, and if I could carry all of it for you, baby, you know I would. Take all the time you need. You know I’ll be here.”
She gripped my arm hard and looked up at me with questioning eyes, as if she didn’t really believe that.
“It’s fine,” I reassured her. “Let’s just start with you, right here with me, and go from there.”
A smile slowly spread across her lips, her eyelids lowering seductively.
“I’ll go first,” she said. What a f**king little horndog she turned out to be. She started running her hands down my chest and stomach, marveling at my muscles, before groping my dick. “You’re hard again.”
“I’m always hard,” I told her, leaning back and closing my eyes, succumbing to her touch. “Another constant you’ll have to get used to.”
She began stroking me back and forth, her grip enticingly firm. If she wanted to take it slow, I could think of a million ways to make the time pass.