Ah, Love.

Chapter 9Ah, Love.

Heron~My face was exactly where I needed it to be, and I could honestly say that her insisting on a shower before we’d fallen asleep hadn’t factored into waking Eliza up with my tongue on her pussy. While I had never tasted my own cum before, the woman in my bed made me crave her enough not to care about the details. Even after taking her four times last night, I’d woken up craving her like I needed her to survive.“Heron…” she moaned as my teeth nipped at her clit.“Good morning, baby,” I said against her cunt.“Oh, God…that feels good…” she whispered, still half asleep.“You like it when I eat your pretty pussy?” I knew that she did, but I also liked to be vocal in the bedroom. I wasn’t a fan of acting polite while naked.“Yes,” she answered, shame no longer a thing that existed between us.“I’m going to eat your sweet cunt for breakfast every morning, Eliza,” I said, letting her know that she was going to have to move in with me sooner rather than later. “I’m also going to eat it every night before I fall asleep.”“Okay,” she whimpered as her hands tangled in my hair.Sliding two fingers inside her swollen and sore cunt, Eliza opened her legs wider, trying to ease the ache. After leaving the laundry room yesterday, we’d had a quick talk about protection, and satisfied that we didn’t need it, I had unloaded inside Eliza all night long. Nevertheless, just because her cunt was pumped full of my cum, she was sore enough that I couldn’t skip the foreplay, even if I didn’t want to live down here.When Eliza let out another whimper, I asked, “Are you too sore for my cock, baby?”“No,” she lied. “Never…”“Then all you have to do is cum on my face, then I’ll give you my cock,” I instructed, a third finger sliding inside her ass. “Give me what I want, then I’ll give you what you want.”“Heron…” she moaned, the ass play already a given. Last night we’d gotten really serious, really quickly, and I didn’t care how insane I was acting where Eliza was concerned.“Fuck, I love it when you’re calling out my name.”With my fingers lodged deeply inside her, I worked her clit until her hands were pulling at my hair, her legs trembling around my ears. Eliza looked and sounded fantastic when she was cumming, and like a stupid ass, it made me feel like a goddamn rockstar every time that she came because of me.“Yes, yes, yes…” she chanted, her entire body surrendering to that incredible ecstasy.With my dick already hard as fuck, I wiped my face on her left thigh before crawling up her body, eager for round five. Her legs automatically cradled my hips, and it was hard to believe that I’d only met this woman a couple of weeks ago. Eliza was already starting to feel like home to me.Propping myself up on my elbow, I grabbed the base of my dick, then guided it inside her tight cunt. If I were a better man, I’d take it easy on her, knowing that she needed a break. However, I wanted to erase all doubts about what we were from her mind. I was claiming Eliza for my own, and I could only pray that she was getting the message.Widening her legs more, Elizas fingers dug into my back as I invaded her body, inch by inch. Luckily for me, The Good Lord had blessed me with enough inches to keep this beautiful woman cumming on my cock all night.“Oh, God…” Eliza moaned, her wetness hitting my ears like a gift I wasn’t even sure I deserved.“Such a good fucking girl,” I praised, my face in her neck. “Still taking my cock when your pussy is sore from getting fucked all night long.”Eliza’s hips started to lift, pushing against mine, silently begging for more. When I had fucked her in the laundry room, I hadn’t expected it to turn her on so much. Honestly, she should have been offended by how I had just pinned her to the table by her neck, then fucked the hell out of her. It hadn’t been romantic in the least, and when I had carried her outside, it’d been to a couple of my teammates walking by, their brows high on their foreheads. Still, Eliza hadn’t complained or had gotten embarrassed. She had chosen to go home with me and let me continue violating her precious body.“So good…” she murmured, her fingers deep in the tissue of my back muscles. “God…you feel so good…”“Not as good as your pussy wrapped around my cock,” I told her. “Fuck, your cunt strangles me so fucking good, baby.”“Harder,” she ordered, and my eyes nearly crossed with her sexual confidence. Shyness had no place in the bedroom if you wanted the sex to be good.“You want it to hurt, baby?”“Yes,” she cried out. “Please…Heron…”Fuck, I was in love.I reached around, then hooked her knee over my elbow, opening her up wider, then started railing into her pussy, her moans and whimpers driving me out of my mind. When I felt her pussy start to clench around me again, I moved my hips faster, crashing into her as hard as my body would allow. There was nothing sweet or romantic about what we were doing, and the dirtier I fucked her, the wetter Eliza got.“Cum for me,” I ordered. “Make a mess, baby.”As soon as Eliza came all over my cock, I was flipping her over, slamming into her from behind. I got a perfect view of her pussy as my dick stretched it out, her white cream coating me from base to tip. My fingers dug into her hips as I buried myself balls-deep, and when Eliza came again, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I pulled my dick out as her body shook, and I fisted my cock until I was cumming all over her ass and back.Eliza didn’t say anything or object when I started rubbing my cum all over her. I massaged my seed into her skin, across her puckered ass, and around her pussy. It was a rather cavemanish act, but I didn’t care, and by the way that Eliza was moaning quietly on the bed, neither did she.“Christ, I can’t get enough of this,” I told her as my hand kept massaging her. “You’ve got a body made for all the dirty things that I want to do to you.”“You’re insatiable,” she muttered into a pillow.“Only when it comes to you, baby,” I replied truthfully.“More sleep.”I chuckled as I dropped to lay down next to her.*****Eliza~I needed a hot bath, some food, and more sleep. Heron Treyton had turned out to be everything that I’d hope he’d be, and my sore body was proof. The female in me should feel mortified that I probably looked like a wreck, but I felt too exhausted to really care. I knew that I was going to have to go home soon to rectify the situation, but right now, Heron’s heavy arm wrapped around my waist felt too good to move.“You know, I’m going to have to get up sooner or later,” I mumbled. “I need a shower and change of clothing.”“Baby, you’re not going anywhere,” Heron mumbled against the back of my head. “You’re the official cure for my insomnia.” His arm tightened around my waist. “I can’t remember ever sleeping so soundly before.”“A rugby game and sex all night might do that to a guy,” I remarked tiredly.“It’s not rugby, Eliza,” he chuckled softly.“Well, I suppose I’m safer than drugs.”Heron barked out a laugh. “Baby, the last thing that you are is safe. You are way more addicting than any drug out there.”“Is that a compliment? I’m not sure.”“It’s a statement of fact that you can take any way that you want,” he replied, a smile in his voice.I wasn’t sure how or for how long, but when my eyes snapped open, it was clear that’d I fallen asleep again. Heron’s arm was still wrapped around my waist, and I knew that we needed to get up. I really needed that hot bath, a toothbrush, and food. As much as I appreciated why my body was sore, it was also a mess. For whatever reason, Heron like to cum on me, not that I minded.Ever so gently as to not wake Heron up, I slipped out from underneath his arm, then headed towards the bathroom naked. After taking care of business, I grabbed his robe from behind the door, put it on, then began searching for a toothbrush, hoping to find a hairbrush as well. I looked horrible, and I eyed the tub, not caring if Heron had no bubble bath. I genuinely needed some hot water to soothe away these aches and pains.“What are you doing?”I jumped, not even realizing that I hadn’t locked the door. “I needed to pee, find a toothbrush, and I really need a shower, Heron.”“You look perfectly fine to me,” he said sleepily, his stunning body on full display for me.“I look like a hooker after her shift,” I snorted.Walking towards the toilet, Heron surprised me again as he started peeing right in front of me, almost like we’d been married for years already. “There’s a pack of toothbrushes in the bottom drawer,” he said casually. “And you still look sexy in the morning, hooker or no hooker.”I gawked at his back through the mirror. “You really need to work on your compliments, Heron.”“So, calling you a hot slut last night wasn’t doing it for you?” He looked back over his shoulder, sending me a smirk.My face reddened.“I need to go home,” I announced as I ignored the obvious, then started looking for the packet of toothbrushes. “I need a shower and some clean clothes.”“You can shower here, and I’ve got plenty of clothes for you to wear,” he replied, finishing up his business. “They might be huge on you, but they’ll do.”I turned on the sink as I eyed him. “This is beginning to feel a lot like false imprisonment.” I pointed the toothbrush at him. “That’s a felony, you know.”Heron’s arms wrapped around my waist. “Then you shouldn’t have put on my robe, baby. I like how you look surrounded in my things.”“You’re insane,” I said before going about brushing my teeth.“Pretty sure that we already established that after the match yesterday,” he smirked.Heron kissed the side of my neck, then grabbed his own toothbrush, joining me at the sink. It felt weird, but also surprisingly comfortable. It was also sexy how he was so confident in his naked masculinity. I knew that a lot of men were, but Heron carried it really well. Granted, he had every reason to walk around naked self-assuredly, but still.After brushing my teeth, I turned towards him. “I really need a hot bath, food, and clothes, Heron.”“All three things that you can get here,” he pointed out.“My own clothes,” I clarified. “I’d also like a bubble bath. My body’s sore.”He grinned at me lasciviously. “Music to my ears.”I rolled my eyes, then headed back to the bedroom. “I’m going home.”“Fine,” he called back. “But not without me.”“Well, you did drive me,” I drawled out. Hoping to help my love life along a bit, Ranger and Coops had driven me to the game in hopes that Heron would drive me back.“Smartass,” he grumbled as he walked back into the bedroom.“Well, you did,” I sassed back as I began gathering my clothes up off the floor.“I’ll take you home on one condition,” he offered.“That I don’t call 911 and tell them that Heron Treyton is holding me hostage?” I quipped.Ignoring that, he said, “I’m going to take some clothes to leave there for when we’re spending the night at your place. I’m also going to leave all that other crap.”I eyed him. “What other crap?”“You know, deodorant, a toothbrush, shampoo…crap like that.”“So, we’re really doing this, huh?”“Baby, if my cum massaged into your skin and my fingers stretching your ass isn’t enough to convince you, then what is?” he snorted.“What happened to all that charm you exuded when we first met?” I asked as I started getting dressed. “You were so sweet at the café.”“You came on my cock and turned me stupid,” he answered easily.“So, this is my fault?”“Since everything that I’m ever going to do from now on is because of you, then all my stupidity is now your responsibility,” he replied, making me laugh with how serious he sounded.“You’re a handful, Heron Treyton,” I chuckled as I finished getting dressed.“I’m fine with that as long as it’s your hands, Eliza.”My heart melted.A man that could stimulate more than just your body was a dangerous one. Women needed more than just physical satisfaction, and it was apparent that Heron knew that. While great sex could be a game-changer, to touch a woman’s soul was something much more profound, and Heron Treyton had definitely touched my soul.