Page 65 of Death, Interrupted
Her smile softened as she reached out one hand to graze my stomach with her fingertips. Without really wanting to, I flexed my muscles which I had neglected lately. The gym used to be a place I spent multiple nights a week, but ever since Sumner came into my life, I liked spending time with her more.
Still, I made a mental note to remember the monthly subscription I still paid for and should make good use of even in the future that hopefully kept including her.
I watched her, all mesmerized by my body, and let her take all the time she needed before we continued.
Her fingers moved through the creases of my abs until they reached the line of hair leading from my belly button downward. Her eyes lifted to mine, silently asking for permission.
“You do whatever you want, baby. I’m all yours.”
A soft smile tugged at the corners of her lips, and as her hand lowered, I sucked in a breath before herfingers wrapped around the base of my cock.
“Fuck…” I murmured, unable to stop it from jolting in her hand.
“Is this okay?” she asked, looking up at me.
“Yeah, more than okay.”
She moved her hand slowly, and I watched, mesmerized by how intimate this moment was. Well, yeah, no shit…she was literally touching my dick. Of course this was intimate.
But it had never felt this good before.
She continued to rub me until I got fully hard, and until the first drop of precum appeared on my tip.
“Baby, if you keep that up, I’m going to come all over your stomach.”
She didn’t look like she’d mind, but she dropped her hand anyway.
I took my cock in my hand and rubbed on it myself for a while before reaching over to the bedside table and taking out a condom. I hadn’t used one in a long time. Sex hadn’t been my focus or need, and it still hasn’t been since I met Sumner. But I was glad I had these on reserve.
While I put my condom on, Sumner watched me wide-eyed. I loved having her eyes on me. It seemed that everything I did was fascinating to her, and it made me believe that there had been very few moments in her past relationship with Joey that made her enjoy intimacy.
“Don’t,” she said, reaching out her hand to touch my forearm. “Whatever you’re thinking right now, don’t. I’m here with you and I’m happy. So, please…don’t think about him.”
She could see right through me. Or the deep frown between my brows had given my thoughts away. Either way, she was asking me not to worry, and so I tried my hardest to push everything that didn’t have to do with this moment aside and focused on her.
“I’m sorry,” I said quietly. I leaned in and pressed a kiss to her forehead before positioning myself better between her legs. Running my right hand along her thigh, I rubbed my cock a little more before meeting her eyes again. “You stop me if you need me to.”
“I won’t.”
“Sumner. I mean it. You tell me to stop if you need me to.”
“I won’t have to stop you.”
I raised a brow. “You never know.”
“Sly,” she deadpanned, raising a brow. “Do you want to fuck me or not?”
“Of course, I want to fuck you.”
“Then stop worrying. I want this. I want you. And I know I’ll like it.”
I took a deep breath and nodded slowly. “Okay. Still…”
“I will tell you if I need you to stop,” she assured me with a soft smile. “Now, please…make love to me, Sly.”
Love.
It was what I felt for her, but I hadn’t told her yet. Still, the words sat heavy in my throat, ready to be spoken when she was ready to hear them.