9. Amos

NINE

AMOS

“You enjoying yourself, sweetheart?” I murmur into her ear, caging her in with my arms on the balcony railing. The excitement she expressed when I told her we’d be staying the night was the sweetest fucking reward I could ever get. She jumped into my arms, wrapped her legs around me, and initiated a kiss that had me gripping her hair and taking over.

“I am. I’ve had a hot shower, a great meal, and I’ve been able to watch everything. You did so much for me, Amos, so much.” Her head rests on my shoulder.

“Didn’t do very much, and this is just the beginning.” Her hands go to the tops of my thighs. After we finished our meal, I hopped in the shower, took care of my cock because even if we do have sex tonight, the last thing I want is to come before her, which is a reality I could face .

“You’ve done more for me than anyone else has.” She takes a breath before turning around in my arms. Her hands slide up my torso. “Well, besides family and friends.” Genevieve lifts herself until she’s standing on her toes. I bend down a bit, so she’s got my eyes. The sun has long since set. The only light comes from the party going on in the streets and the lamps from inside our room. Still, it does plenty to illuminate her beauty.

“My sweet Genevieve, I won’t ever stop doing everything for you.” I feel her lips slide along my neck. Holding back is going to be damn hard. Especially since she’s in another one of those satin pajama sets, this one a deep emerald green. And since the pants I had on yesterday were ruined, all I have on are a pair of boxer briefs, so she can feel every hard inch of me as she presses her body close to me.

“Take me to bed, Amos, please.” Her voice is barely above a whisper.

“You sure you want that?” I ask.

“Yes, I’ve craved feeling you inside of me.” My hands grab her hips, tightening their grasp, holding her while I slowly move my hips.

“I wasn’t prepared for this, sweetheart. I’ve got no condoms. Had no intentions of taking you on this trip. We can do anything you want, but it’s gotta be your choice.” My cock fucking weeps at the prospect of not getting inside her wet depths. He’ll have to chill the hell out. My hand has been working just fine. Another night won’t hurt, and maybe Genny will be willing to lend a hand instead.

“I’m prepared. I’m on birth control.” Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me, I chant in my head. There’s no holding back now, and I know how hot she is when I have her beneath me. It’s going to take an act of God to keep my shit together.

“Taking you to bed. Gonna put my mouth between your thighs. Then, as long as you’re still sure, I’ll give you my cock.” When I pick her up effortlessly, Genny wraps her legs around my waist, doing absolutely nothing to calm down my dick. I’ll be lucky not to come while I get my first taste.

“I’m not changing my mind, Amos, and if you hold yourself back from me, I’m going to ride you.” I don’t bother responding. I’m too busy kissing her and trying to walk back inside without bumping into a damn wall. One step, two steps, three steps. There’s no fucking telling until my shins hit the edge of the bed. Then I rip my mouth away from hers. I don’t mess around, dropping her on top of the mattress and taking a step back to strip out of my boxers.

“Clothes off.” She bounces on top of the bed, coming up on her knees and divesting herself of her top before dropping to a hip and taking care of her pants. I jack my cock, relishing how she looks naked and on the bed.

“Amos, don’t make me wait. Not anymore.” My sweet, sweet Genevieve shocks me even further. She lies down on her back, plants her feet on the mattress, and spreads her legs.

“Jesus, Genevieve. You’re going to give me a damn heart attack.” I climb up the length of her body. We’re face to face, my cock lying thick and heavy along the slickness of her pussy. “I’m not sure where to start. There’s your mouth.” I drop a kiss to Genny’s lips, my tongue sliding out to touch hers for a moment. I’d have kept at it, except she’s lifting herself up trying to chase her orgasm, and I’ll be damned if I don’t get to use my mouth on her first. “Then there are your nipples, pale pink, pebbled, and I need at least a taste. Can you hold out a little bit longer?” I question but don’t want or expect an answer. I’m too busy paying homage to each nipple, wrapping my lips around one peaked tip while the other has my fingers pulling on it as she arches further.

“Amos, god, don’t stop. Feels good.” Her voice is needy and breathless. I can feel her wetness slicking my abdomen with each movement of her hips. I move my mouth to her other nipple, doing the same thing. Only when Genevieve starts pulling on my hair, pressing me into her chest, and gets consistent with each movement, attempting to chase her orgasm, do I move down the length of her body.

“Next time, I’m going to watch as you come from me playing with your nipples alone. I bet you’d light right the fuck up.” I place another kiss right above her clit. She’s got a small landing strip, and damn if that’s not even sexier.

“Yeah, next time,” she repeats my words. Her head is tipped back, her stomach is moving up and down with each inhale and exhale. Genevieve is so damn close to the edge I’ll barely get my mouth between her sexy-as-fuck thighs. Thighs I want closing against my head as I lick every last drop of her wetness.

My mouth waters when I smell her sweet and sultry scent. Now it’s my breath that’s coming out choppily. I dip my head and push my dick into the mattress to stave off my need to say the hell with it and fuck my way inside of her pussy instead of giving her my tongue first.

“Amos.” I keep my eyes on her as I finally get my mouth on her. I lick her entire slit, from clit downwards. My hands grip her hips, allowing Genny to ride my face with each roll of her hips. I slide two fingers inside her pussy. The fit is tight as fuck, but I know if I don’t get her used to me this way, my cock will be even harder for her to take. My lips wrap around her clit, and I hook my fingers in an upward manner, sliding them backward and forward, watching her the entire time as her body catches on fire with her orgasm. Her hands loosen their hold on my hair, the heels of one of her feet digs into my back, and a groan echoes through the room as her orgasm takes ahold of her. Jesus, I’m a lucky fucking man being able to watch Genny giving me the sweetest fucking gift.

“Genevieve,” I grunt, moving until I’m settled between her thighs, and wrap her legs around my waist. My cock sits right at her entrance. I’m waiting, albeit impatiently, until she gives me her pretty blue eyes. The need to slide inside of her is soul consuming, and the only one holding me back is me.

“I want you.” Magic to my ears. I place one leg along the length of my chest until her calf hangs over my shoulder. The other stays planted on the mattress, and she arcs her sweet-as-fuck body upwards when I push forward. I’m barely inside her, looking down to see exactly what we look like together. Her wetness coats the lips of her pussy, the small amount of hair is soaked, and as I look up the length of her body, Genevieve’s skin is slick with sweat, much like my own. I go to my knees, needing more leverage to work myself inside of her. Dying to seat myself completely but worried it’ll be too much too soon.

“Good, sweetheart?” I ask when I’m halfway in, holding myself still until she meets my heated gaze.

“So good. More. Please, Amos. Don’t hold back.” Her hands go to the back of my thighs, digging in, and the need to take it slow is gone.

“Not gonna last much longer, Genevieve,” I admit. My thumb sweeps over her clit as I surge all the way inside in one deep thrust. “Where am I coming? You want me to pull out and paint this pretty body, or do you want me where I belong, inside of you?” How I’m able to maintain a conversation while I keep pistoning my hips is anybody’s guess.

“Inside of me, please. I want to feel you, all of you.” The sensation is almost too much, the velvet clutch of her cunt, her body tightening.

“Amos!” she shouts. I swear her nails slice into my skin, only spurring me on.

“Genevieve,” I groan as I keep fucking her through her orgasm until she’s sucking every last bit of cum out of me. I’m barely able to contain my weight from dropping on top of her. A lot like yesterday, only this time, we’re getting the real fucking deal. “I think you zapped every ounce of energy out of me, sweetheart.” I cradle her body once I get my head straight.

“Me too. I’ve never experienced anything like that, not with, you know.” She flexes her hips, making sure I catch her drift.

“Plenty more to come. This is only the beginning.” I start to pull out of her, purely for selfish reasons, too.

“Stay a little longer,” she whispers into my ear.

“Alright, but then I’m going to watch as I slide out of you and clean you up. The night is still young. Gonna need you again, Genevieve.”

“Promise?” she asks.

“That’s a guarantee, sweetheart.” I place a kiss beneath the shell of her ear. A shiver rolls through her body, and her center pulls me in further. Damn, there’s no way we’ll be getting any sleep tonight, and I don’t give a fuck how tired I’ll be. She’s worth it. She’s worth everything.