When I wake up the next morning, it’s with Evie’s big, round ass pushing right against my cock. I’m spooned behind her with my face buried in her hair, and I breathe in her scent as I feel her moving. She’s purposely grinding on it, and I grunt as I thrust against her.
I’m still in my boxer briefs because I didn’t trust myself to sleep naked with her last night. I knew one slip of my cock near her hot little cunt and I’d push my way in, even in sleep. It was almost impossible to sleep with my dick so hard, but eventually I fell asleep holding on to her.
“Morning.” I smile against her neck and kiss the skin there as my hand slides over her hip.
“Morning,” she says back and pushes her naked ass against my cock.
“You want a treat this morning, little duck?” I kiss across her shoulder as she nods. “Put your leg over mine. There you go, just like that.”
In this position, I’m right behind her, but her legs are wide open now. We’re cuddled under the blankets, and it’s cold in the cabin, but I’ll start a fire for her after I warm her up a little. My hand moves over her hip and down to her pussy. I pet her clit a little and see she’s already soaking wet. No wonder she was grinding on my cock to try and ease this ache.
“Poor baby, let me take care of this.” I dip my fingers inside, and she moans as she pushes her ass harder against my cock. “Easy, I’ve got you.”
I push down the front of my boxer briefs so my bare cock springs free. I glide it through her wetness from behind and tease her opening.
“Connor,” she moans, tilting her hips back.
“Not yet, little duck. I’m just going to get the both of us off before I get up and make you breakfast.”
She whines, but as soon as I rub her clit with my wet fingers, she’s panting. I thrust against her as the tip of my cock teases her opening just a little. She’s puffy and soft as her sweet little pussy tries to take me, but I don’t let myself go too deep. Just the tip is all I’ll allow as she wiggles on it and pretends to ride my cock.
“I could wake up like this every morning,” I whisper in her ear, rubbing her pussy. “Cuddled up behind you with my cock between your legs.”
“Oh god, Connor.”
“The only thing better would be with my face between your legs.” She moans loudly, and I grin as I graze my teeth over her shoulder. “Let me cum on you, little duck.”
“Yes.” She swallows hard and then nods. “Anywhere you want.”
“Shit.” I have to clench my teeth to keep from going off right that second. “Don’t say that or I’ll pin you to the bed and have that cherry for breakfast.”
She cries out when I pinch her clit, and her climax hits at the same time. I hold her in place as I jack my cock and start to cum inside her. It’s only a little, and I pull out halfway so I can cum on her pussy too. I want all of me on her as much as possible, and this way she’ll remember I was here every time her thighs rub together.
“Fuck.” I practically fall on top of her as I hold her close and try to get my heart to stop racing.
“I’ll say.” I can hear the smile in her voice as she turns to face me and looks up at me with those big, beautiful eyes. “Hey.”
She’s being playful now, and I don’t know how I’ve gone my whole life without waking up next to her. I meant what I said when I told her I could do this forever.
“Hey,” I say back to her as I lean down and kiss her gently. She’s warm and soft, and all I want to do is stay in bed all day and make her cum. Just then her stomach growls, and she giggles. “I promised you breakfast.”
“You did,” she agrees and bites her bottom lip. I wonder if she’s thinking about my comment of what I’d eat for breakfast, and the blush she gives me right then says she is.
“Come on then, put on my shirt.” I fix my boxers and climb out of bed to grab the shirt I gave her from last night. I hold it out for her and help her put it on, then inspect her knees. “Looks like they’re healing.” I kiss the top of each of them before I hold out my hand for her to come with me.
“What, I don’t get carried anymore?” she teases, and then she squeals when I yank her out of bed and throw her over my shoulder.
She struggles when I slap her across the ass and then bite it. “That mouth of yours is going to get you into trouble, little duck.”
“Promises, promises,” she giggles, and I shake my head as I carry her down the stairs.
“Sit your cute ass right here and watch me cook,” I order, placing her on the long bench at the island. “Do you want waffles or waffles?”
“Hmm.” She pretends to think it over. “How about waffles?”
“Coming right up.”
There’s never been a time in my life where I had a woman here at the big house or even cooked breakfast for one. Suddenly I’m playful and teasing like never before, and I’m beginning to wonder who the hell I am, and where did the real Connor go? Maybe this has been the real me all along and it took me finally finding Evie to see it. There’s a place inside of me that knows that she’s the one, but how do I tell her that without sending her running for the hills? Maybe she thinks this is a fun way for her to lose her V-card and have a weekend getaway, but it’s not for me.
“Hey, why do you suddenly look so upset?” she says from behind me, and I hadn’t realized I’d shown any outside emotion while my thoughts began to spiral.
“How long are you planning on staying?”
She looks stricken as she glances around the room then back at me. “I mean, I can go now if you want—”
“No!” I say a little too loudly as I stop what I’m doing and walk around the island. “That’s not what I mean. I was only wondering how much time I’ve got until you leave me.”
Phrasing it that way seems desperate and sad, but I don’t give a fuck.
“Oh.” Her expression changes to one of happiness as she cups my cheek. “I’m not exactly sure.”
Just then there’s a knock on the door, and we both turn to face the front of the house.