by Mara White
I throw an arm around both of them, so overjoyed to finally be home.
Chapter 37
We didn’t even get to make love that night. We ate and drank too much. Mozey ended up calling a cab for my parents well after two in the morning. We were once again sleeping on the floor in someone else’s house, but there’s no way I could have been any happier.
In the morning I dragged myself to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and washed my face. I put on a pot of coffee and read the note Lex had taped to the refrigerator.
Be back around 6:30. Help yourselves to anything. Welcome home!
Lex
The only thing I want to help myself to is the man on the futon.
Back into the living room, I stand and marvel at Mozey’s shirtless form. He sleeps so peacefully, breathing evenly with rays of morning sunshine splaying across his body. They create golden streaks of light that illuminate stripes on his skin. His legs are twisted poetically in the sheets. He looks like an angel. But that’s just asleep, because once I wake him up, I know he’ll be a demon in bed.
I tease him with feather kisses along his neck all the way to his mouth. Then I nibble and bite my way back down again, his warm skin tasting like honey to my tongue. He smiles without opening his eyes. I untwist the sheets and pull them off him until his whole form is exposed. I drink in the beauty of his hard, sculpted body before taking his gorgeous cock in my mouth. I slide my lips up the rock solid length of him, creating suction as I go. He’s thick and so engorged, precum is already salting my tongue. He groans and smiles again, with his eyes still closed. His hands fly up to rest causally behind his head. He’s letting me worship him, allowing me to savor my very first taste of him.
My fist pumps the base of his shaft in rhythm with my mouth. I cup his balls and feel their loaded weight in the palm of my hand. I bob my head as his hips thrust into my face, until he’s so tense and hard against my tongue, I can tell he’s minutes away. I pull back and sit up, my legs curling underneath me, smiling at Mozey’s body, at his amazing erection—at finally having the taste of him in my mouth.
Mozey squints one eye open and smiles back at me. He raises his eyebrow like he’s curious about why I’ve stopped and now I’m staring. He raises himself from the futon and tackles me. His full weight crushes me down on the opposite end of the bed. He parts my thighs with his knees and teases my breast with his tongue until my nipple is hard and hot in his glorious mouth. He rubs the length of his stiff cock over my entry that’s swollen with longing and slick from desire. He pushes just the head in and my hips thrust forward in desperation. I could easily come from this teasing alone. We’ve been denied one another’s bodies for so long that the anticipation is enough to make me combust. He slides in to the hilt. I gasp louder than I mean to and bite down on my lip. My muscles expand and contract to make room for him. My neck arches back at the rush of finally feeling him. I try to roll my hips against him, but Mozey holds me still and struggles not to grin.
“Doc, you’re so eager to fuck me,” he says smugly.
“So…” I say defensively.
“So…tell me how bad you want it.”
“Oh, for Christ’s sake, Moisés. Just fuck me. Please, please fuck me!” I groan, my fingernails digging into his hips.
He thrusts into me hard enough to make me scream out in surprise. Then lowering his mouth to my neck he nibbles my collarbone and gently nips at my throat.
“Niña,” he whispers into my ear, “I’ve waited so long for this. You feel so good. Even better than I dreamed you would.”
He fucks me hard with an intense but steady pace. Hitting me at just the right spot to make me writhe and cry out at the contact. His thrusts are just like his kiss, demanding and perfectly timed. I lose myself in the delicious and sweet symbiotic friction of his tongue and his cock. The look on his face delights me as he joins his body with mine. Mozey has the warmest eyes that dive right through me and swim straight to my heart. I melt all over and quiver as the tension builds and pressurizes my core.
“Will you always beg me to fuck you, Lana?”
“Yes!” I exclaim as he pounds my sensitive flesh, stoking the fire there, igniting it more.
I knew we would be beautiful together, but I didn’t know he’d be so fucking sexy, so huge, so hard, so accurate at hitting the precise spot with every single stroke of his cock.
“Every morning?”
I nod my head, yes.
“Every day, I want you to come for me.”
I can’t hold back the moans and the gasps as they escape me with a will of their own. My ascent toward bliss peaks as his thrusts increase, and I scream and mewl upon release, raking my nails down his back and biting his bottom lip hard. I can feel my aching muscles contracting over his hard shaft. Mozey grabs my ass with both hands and spasms inside me at full hilt. He looks into my eyes as he comes and that pushes us both over the edge. Our cries mingle in the rays of sunlight as my body arches to his bow. He strains, his hips pressing into mine one final time, then collapses his full weight onto my chest.
I lay underneath him, his head snuggled into my neck as I watch the dust slowly orbit the beams of sunlight. My mind has gone blank, my body is finally, sweetly tuned, in harmony with his. I slide my hands along the v of his hips, touching the edge of the sterile bandage covering one side of his abdomen. I run my hands over his ass, stroking up his back and massaging his broad shoulders. He growls and purrs like a happy cat. His body feels divine. I want to stay naked and tangled up with him forever.
I’m so grateful for second chances, for my family, for this man in my life.
Mozey’s breathing gets slightly huskier, evening out into a perfect roar in my ear. His voice is heavy with satisfaction when he says, “Wake me up when you’re ready to go again. And again. And again.”
I feel his cheek muscles flex where he’s resting along my breast. Mine flex at the same time. My smile, so perfectly aligned and in tune with his smile.
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