Page 27 of Luci’s Lullaby

“I can handle that.” I jerk my pants over my feet and reach over, grabbing a condom from my nightstand. The telltale sound mixes with heavy breathing for the only sounds in the room.

Her eyes lock with mine as I start rolling it on, and her fingers take control and finish the job. I’ll be damned if that wasn’t sexy as hell. I suck in a deep breath, hoping to steady the nerves that have suddenly invaded my body.

She lays back, sweeping her hair behind her head once again as I crawl between her thighs. I fist my cock, rubbing the head through her center. She’s hot and wet, helping me to slide in deep.

She wraps her legs around me with a sweet murmur, “Feels so good.”

“Hell yeah, you do.” I rock into her, working my knees into the bed.

Her fingers trail down my back, chills rushing over me. Her hips meet my push as a frenzied race to get closer, sparks us into action. No longer are we miles apart as we become one.

I slide my arm under her back, picking her up, I sit her on my lap. Her feet rest beside my legs, helping me to lift her as I pump into her. She tangles my hair with her fingers.

I smash my mouth into hers, taking it as I have her. The bump and grind of our bodies meeting, driving us wild. The tempo picks up with each swirl of our tongues.

Her gasp alerts me to her orgasm as I find my own. I rest my forehead against hers when her arms hang over my shoulder. We’re both spent, and it was well worth it.

“I don’t think I can move,” she mumbles.

I nod, trying to steady my breath. “I feel you.”

“Yes you did.” She giggles. “Quite well.”

My body jerks as I laugh, making her clutch me. “What’s wrong?”

“Umm, I think I need to move.” She wriggles.

“If it wasn’t for this condom, I’d hold you here.”

Her eyes grow wide. “You wouldn’t?”

My cock twitches. “Oh yeah, I would.”

Her mouth forms a perfect O. “Maybe, no.”

I lay her back, sliding slowly from her. “Don’t move.”

“Don’t worry, I can’t.” She smirks.

I ease from the bed, walking to the bathroom; I dispose of the condom and clean up. I worry my lip over my next decision but decide to do it anyway. Grabbing a washcloth, I turn the faucet on and hold the material under it.

Wringing it out, I dry my hands and grab a towel to head back to her. The light from the bathroom casts a glow on her as she lays in my bed. A tight feeling in my chest makes my heart skip a beat.

What the hell?

I hesitate as I take in the sight before me. She’s breathtaking. The curves of her body highlighted by the sheets drives me crazy. I shake my head, hoping to clear it because right now, all I can see is her.

“Hey,” I pause. “I thought you might want this.” I hold the cloth up.

Her eyes dart from mine as she reaches for it. “Yeah, thank you.”

“I can help.”

“Uh, no. I’ve got it.” She snatches the cloth from me, crawling from the bed.

I crack my knuckle. “Are you leaving?”

Her back is toward me as she walks toward the bathroom. “I-I umm, just a second.” She closes the door without looking at me.