Page 156 of All This Time

Our mouths meet in a slow, heated kiss, and I slide my hands beneath her thighs, lifting her into my arms. She gasps softly, her body melting against mine as I carry her up the stairs to my room. I lay her down gently in the center of my bed, her long, dark hair fanning out around her, her eyes reflecting the light drifting in through the windows.

“I want to touch every inch of you tonight.” My voice is low, reverent, as I begin working open the buttons of my shirt, one by one. “I want you to feel me everywhere, for you to know that no part of you isn’t mine.”

“Yes… Touch me, Fletcher,” she whispers.

“Take that dress off.”

She rises slowly from the bed and stands at my feet, keeping her eyes locked on mine as we both undress. My shirt on the floor. Her dress and underwear pooled at her feet. My pants and boxer briefs kicked to the side.

When she pinches the clasp on the back of her bra and lets it slide down her arms, revealing her bare, beautiful body to me, I reach out and trace her collarbone with my fingers. She moans as I trail my fingers over her skin and tilts her head to the side as I move my hand lower, rubbing circles around her nipple with my thumb.

“So fucking perfect.”

She reaches out and wraps her hand around my cock, stroking me, dragging her nails gently up and down my shaft.

“Yes, baby. Just like that. Stroke me.”

She leans in, still working me with her hand, and presses her mouth to mine, soft at first, then deeper, hungrier. The combination of her kiss and her touch nearly undoes me.

She pulls back, her eyes heavy with need. “Make love to me, Fletcher,” she whispers.

I cradle her face in my hand, lowering my mouth back to hers before reaching between her legs, testing her wetness.

“Always fucking ready for me.”

“I’ve wanted you for so long that I don’t think that will ever change.”

I lay her back down on the bed, resting my hips between her legs. “I want you so desperate to come tonight that you can’t fucking stand it.”

“Please,” she moans as she reaches between us, lines my cock up to her entrance, and lifts her hips, guiding me inside her.

I only give her a few inches before I withdraw. “I’m going to tease the fuck out of you so you know what I feel like whenever I’m around you—aching for you, craving you, waiting until I can have you again. I’m going to show you how you turn me inside out.”

She whimpers and reaches for my ass, trying to pull me deeper, but I don’t move. “Fletcher...” Her eyes close and she turns her head to the side.

I make short, shallow thrusts. “I’m in control tonight, angel. Trust me to give you what you need.”

When she looks back at me, eyes pleading, I slide in further, loving how her mouth parts as I fill her completely. Then I pull back again, slowly entering and withdrawing from her so she can feel every fucking inch of me, and vice versa.

“So good,” she breathes, arching against me.

“Fucking perfect.”

“Your cock, Fletcher.” She sighs as I pick up my pace slightly, only to slow down again.

“Tell me, baby. What about my cock?”

“You make me feel so full…so wet.”

“You’re fucking soaked, dripping all over me and the blanket.” I lift her legs, pushing them back until her knees nearly touch the mattress. “Let’s see if we can make you messier.”

“Oh.”Thrust. “My.”Thrust.“God.”Thrust. “Fletcher!”

The sound of us fucking fills the room as I pick up my pace again, feeling her grow wetter, hotter, and tighter around me. “Fuck, Laney. Are you getting close?” I brace myself higher on my hands, giving me more leverage to thrust deeper. I wanted to make this last, but thisangle is making her cunt grip me so tight, there’s no way I’m going to hold out for much longer.

“Yes. Don’t stop.”

My hips start moving like they have a mind of their own, hitting her deep, over and over again until I lean back on my heels, move my thumb to her clit, and fight like hell not to break before she does. “Come for me, Laney. Right fucking now.”