This chapter was fun :)
In this chap, there will be a winner. Well, everybody wins, but still, lol.
Special thanks to anon1 and hyperfaerie :)
Ch. 24: I Win
Sky's POV
I woke up this morning with a sense of determination. Phil had been the one to wake me up a few minutes ago. He had asked if I wanted to go to the gym with him this morning, but I declined.
Working my charm, I managed to get him to sleep in, since it's his birthday. Ugh, I shouldn't have used his birthday as an excuse. He's one of those, 'my birthday's just another day' types, so I tried to beg him to stay in bed. The begging didn't work, so I kissed him into submission.
Now I'm cuddling him with my head on his chest, the soft thumping of his heart making sweet music in my ear.
"Whatcha gonna do today?" I asked before he succumbed to sleepiness. "Nothing." His voice was almost a whisper. "Good. Cause I want you all to myself." I smiled to myself. "That's nice. Shut up." He mumbled, making me chuckle.
About an hour later, he was completely out. Yes.
I started with soft butterfly kisses across his collarbone. He twitched a few times, but didn't wake up in the slightest. I moved up to his neck, trailing my tongue up until I got to his earlobe. "Punkin." I hotly whispered into his ear before I traced my tongue along the side of his ear.
He let out a soft sigh. Pulling the covers from both of our bodies, I gently climbed on top of his sleeping form. He didn't respond to that, either. Just turned his head to the other side. "To say you're a borderline insomniac, you sleep like a log." I whispered before I started my teasing on the other ear.
Making my way down his neck and to his chest, my reason for doing this made its presence. I softly kissed my way down his bare chest and stomach, stopping at the elastic of his Captain America pajama pants. I cracked my knuckles and cracked my neck before I began to gently slide the stretchy pants and boxers down his hips.
Once I got them down far enough to reveal my prize, I grinned deviously. "Good morning, friend." I peeked up at his face, expecting him to be stirring, at least a little, but there was nothing.
Going back to my destination, I gently wrapped one of my hands around his shaft. That got him to respond with a soft moan. He was still out like a light, though.
Hearing his little moan, I continued my stroking from yesterday's little tease-off, smirking as I squeezed a little. That emitted another moan from him. He was still asleep.
Since I had gotten this far without him waking up, I decided to take the teasing to another level completely. Continuing my strokes, I leaned down and planted a big wet kiss on the tip. His whole body stiffened at that.
Peering up at him, I realized that this dork was still out. I rolled my eyes. "I know how to get your attention." I mumbled to the dragon right before my tongue replaced my hand. Now that got a response from him. He started to thrust his hips up.
Knowing that it wouldn't be too long before he woke up, I quickly covered the whole tip with my mouth. His eyes shot open. Partially sitting up to look at me, but not disturb me from what I'm doing. "I sooooo win." He murmured, sleepy shock clear in his voice.
I raised a brow at him and swished my tongue ring around the dragon's tip. It made him shiver. With that, I pulled him out of my mouth with a pop. The little saddened look on his face made me laugh.
"Can we mutually pause the game for a bit? Consider this another birthday gift." I gave him a sweet smile. "I win, Sky." He started to grin. "Oh well. Guess you don't want your gift." I dramatically sighed as I slowly sat up.
"Wait, wait, wait. Fine. Game paused." He was biting his bottom lip now, no doubt missing the warmth of my lips. "You like it when I make you happy, huh?" I grinned as I leaned back down to face his throbbing dragon.
"Skylar, shut up and gimme my gift." He didn't have to tell me twice.
After his little dose of happiness this morning, the game was back on. My payback for yesterday starts now.
My little gift put him to sleep for another hour and a half. During that time, his cellphone rang like crazy. He hates talking on the phone, so I have no clue why all of his coo coo friends decided to call instead of text him their birthday wishes. I mean, even his mom texted him. How could they not get the memo? I was beyond tempted to cut the thing off, but he'd have a fit if I did that.
This time the caller was none other than my bff, Shelly. "He's sleep, Shell." I answered. She chuckled. "Well, good afternoon to you, too, Sky." Damn I miss this girl being two apartments down from me. "Hey, Shelly." I managed to perk my voice up.
"So, what's he doing asleep at twelve o'clock?" The tone in her voice was laced with innuendo. "I made him happy and he took a nap." I confirmed her unasked inquiries. "Awww, you two are so adorably naughty when you're together." She giggled.
"We're gonna be even more adorable when he wakes up." That is if everyone stops harassing him with phone calls. "Okay, gotcha. Well, I'll let you go. Tell king cornball I said happy birthday."
"I will, later." Although I was ecstatic to talk to Shelly, I was happy as hell to get off of the phone. I want him. And I'm gonna get him. He's had a little taste already, so he's been temporarily sated. But I, on the other hand, I'm freaking losing my mind with lust.
But keeping with our little sex game, I'm gonna tease him until he jumps me.
He woke up a few minutes later. He looked over at me through half lidded eyes and gave me a big grin. "Hi." He said. "Sup." I grinned back. "My phone's still going off?" He asked, holding his hand out so that I could give it to him. Duh, he'd know that I had his phone.
"Twenty missed calls. And Shelly said happy birthday." I yawned, sitting up. "Why can't people just text?" He sighed, scrolling through all of his missed calls. "Because they want to annoy you on your birthday. Now get up. It's twelve and I'm starving."
When I said the time, his eyes bugged out. "It's twelve? Damn, I need to get to the gym." He shot up with urgency. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. You're not going anywhere. When I said that I wanted you all to myself, I meant that shit." I glared at him.
He rolled his eyes. "Fine. I'll stay. I'm just gonna have to work with what I got here." He returned my glare with one of his own. "Good. Now I'm about to cook, so go do whatever it is that you do." I stood up and stretched my stiff muscles. "You're gonna cook?" He tried to stifle a laugh.
Yeah, I used to burn water back in high school. So he really didn't ask me to cook the last two times we dated. I told him I took a few cooking classes, but I never offered to cook for him. I figure I better show him some of my new culinary skills now, since it's a special occasion.
"Shut up." I scoffed. "Don't burn the house down." He was out of the bed and headed toward the door. "Oh yeah, PJ. I almost forgot. Game's back on." I gave him a wink. "After this morning, I'm so gonna win." He laughed as he headed to the bathroom.
As soon as he was gone, I skittered over to the closet and pulled out the little pink bag I had hidden last night.
Pulling out my little ensemble, I grinned. It was so simple. I knew I should've thought of this sooner. It's his biggest weakness when it comes to me. Duh, Sky.
Whatever, I guess it's a good thing I didn't unleash my secret weapon on him yesterday.
About forty-five minutes later, I snuck out of the room and made my way into the kitchen. He's so distracted by his morning routine, he didn't even notice me slip by. Good.
I just hope those pre-workout stretches he's doing now has him loosened up for the day I have planned.
Punk's POV
Fishnet and lace. The girl is wearing fishnet and lace.
It's red. Damn her.
The little bra might as well not even be on. The lacy thing revealed all, but it covered enough to make me want to rip it off. And those damn panties, I think she calls them cheeky, well, they're definitely… cheeky. Then there's this little black bow at the back. No doubt that's Sky's corny way of saying that she's a present.
No matter how corny the little bow may be, the way her toned body looks in that ensemble is breathtaking. And now the guy that she calls Dragon is waking up again. Damn her, again.
"What are you staring at?" She asked as she sashayed past me, a little smirk playing on her lips. I followed her into the den.
"You're wearing… this is… ugh. Can I get a workout before you exact your revenge for yesterday?" I asked, as sweetly as I could. Knowing that it wouldn't work.
"I'm not doing anything for revenge, Punkin. I'm cooking for you. That's all." She gave me another wink right before she bent down directly in front of me to pick up an empty cup that had fallen off of the coffee table. Ass. I like.
She sexily leaned back up and sauntered back into the kitchen. The clacking of her heels snapped me out of the hard stare I had on her ass. That was the first time I noticed that she had on a pair of black stilettos. No wonder she seemed taller, those things look like they're seven or eight inches.
A little while later, we were eating a meal of chicken stir fry, prepared by Skylar Burton. Who would've thought that Sky could actually cook. "This is really good." I gave her a grin. "Told ya I could cook, Punkin." She chuckled at me.
"Since it's my birthday, are you gonna at least give me a hint about what kind of payback you've got planned for me?" I asked, sweetly. Her happy grin morphed into a conniving smirk.
"I gave you a hint at eight this morning, Punky." She slid out of her chair, grabbed both of our empty plates, and sauntered her way into the kitchen.
"So, that's your definition of a hint, huh? Can you give me another?" I grinned at her as we made our way to the den to sit on the couch.
"I made you happy this morning. Do I need to spell it out to you? You're gonna lose, Punky Punk. But you're gonna enjoy it." She sat beside me and rested her soft legs on my lap.
I rolled my eyes at her. This girl is outrageous. I cut on the stereo and grabbed book seven of the set of ten graphic novels Sky bought me and dove in. I know I won't be able to workout with Sky walking around dressed like that.
This game is getting ridiculous. And it's becoming even more apparent the more she gently rubs her legs across my steadily bulging crotch. "I really wish you would've let me go workout." I sighed, feeling the tenseness getting stronger the more she rubbed.
"I wish I would've gone myself. I'm starting to feel a little stiff." She snickered, slowly swinging her legs off of me and getting up. "Is that a jab at me?" I raised a brow at her. She looked back at me with a smirk. "You're stiff? How cute." She grabbed her iPod from the table and went over to the speaker deck to connect it.
I don't even want to know what she's up to right now, although I'm sure I do know. Luckily my phone started to ring from the bedroom. "I'll be back." I smiled hugely at her little pouty face before I sprinted into the room.
After chatting with Colt, I braced myself for what I was about to walk into.
When I walked back into the den, I was a little disappointed. I mean, Sky's kinky as hell. I was expecting whips or whipped cream or something like that. But nope, there she was, hunched over the counter where the speaker deck sits, searching for songs on her iPod. Still scantily clad in her red lacey fishnet ensemble. The stereo was off, I guess she wasn't in a Sex Pistols mood.
I sighed and claimed the couch, lazily stretching over the whole length of it, and grabbed my book. "That was Colt. He told me to tell you hey." I said to her. "Oh, that's nice. Tell him I said hi." She nonchalantly answered. That was weird. She's been using this really seductive tone all day, and now it's gone.
"What are you doing?" I asked, sick of staring at her hunched form. I was mainly upset that her ass wasn't in the air, but whatever. "Setting up a playlist so I can exercise." She answered, still into the little machine. I sighed. Maybe I have a break for a little while.
But then again, this is Sky I'm talking about. As soon as I got comfortable on the couch and had the book up to start reading, what I thought was a cover of Stevie Nicks's Edge of Seventeen came blaring through the speaker. Then I got confused.
"The hell is this?" I peered over my book to look at Sky. Dammit. Doing that is the beginning of my downfall. She was dancing. She's always been a great dancer, but right now she's not doing the regular party dance. She's gone full on 'gimme a stage, a pole, a chair, and a bucket of water to pour on me' dancing.
"It's Destiny's Child, loser." She replied right before she whipped her hair around, not paying any attention to my ogling. "I thought you were gonna exercise?" She's moving her hips to the beat of the song and it's making me sweat.
"What the hell does it look like I'm doing?" She chuckled, turning around to face me. Those hips of hers moving in a delicious flurry. Wandering hands caressing her body seductively. And here comes that familiar feeling of blood rushing to my appendage.
"Trying to make my penis explode." I mumbled, biting my lip and clenching my fist as her hands caressed her ample breasts. I silently cursed myself for wearing these kinda snug pair of gym shorts. Goddamn erections, they stretch your clothes. Not comfortable, at all.
At this point in the song, they started to yammer 'my body', thus accentuating Sky's tantalizing self love. "Pow, pow, pow, pow." She sang along with a smirk. Shooting hand guns at me. Stupid irritating gym shorts.
I frowned at her, but I wasn't able to take my eyes off of her. Fucking nymph. "Have fun, then." I grouched, slowly sliding the book in front of my face, blocking her from my vision. It's hard enough trying to ignore her body. It's even harder trying to ignore that insipid music.
The next song that blared through the speaker was no better than the first. It started off with some islander jibber jabbering. He said Beyonce's name, so I'm guessing she'll be attacking my ears by herself now, without her backup singers.
And now Sky's singing along. "Baby boy, you stay on my mind. Fulfill my fantasies." She's not the best singer, but she can hold a note. Add to the fact that it's almost impossible to think with my brain, and she sounds like a beautiful siren.
"I think about you all the time. I see you in my dreams." She continued. I tried vehemently to keep my eyes on the pictures and words in the book.
"Baby boy not a day goes by without my fantasy. I think about you all the time, I see you in my dreams." Still not working. My arm involuntarily started to lower the book at the sound of her voice. Those shorts of mine becoming more irritating and constricting by the second.
"Ahh…ohh…My baby's fly. Baby go." And now I'm staring at the seductive dance of this model-mermaid-siren-nymph.
"Yes, no. Hurt me so good baby, oh." As she moaned the last word, she threw her head back, accentuating her long neck. My penis is throbbing, now. Ugh. "I'm so wrapped up in your love, let me go. Let me breathe. Stay out of my fantasies." I don't know how I ended up sitting up. All I do know is that I want her so bad, it's starting to hurt.
Her lithe body movements had me in a trance or something. Why did I agree to this game with her? The next game we're playing is gonna be comic book trivia.
I managed to take my eyes off of her body to look up at her face. She wasn't paying me any attention. Which is good, cause I'm sure my pained expression would put a smirk on her face, thus causing me to lose this mind game horribly.
She stopped singing on account of the jibber jabber the Sean Paul guy was saying. I sighed in relief. Not hearing her breathy voice helps the head upstairs regain some control over the rest of me. She was still doing that damn hip thing, though.
Ugh. How could I forget that she's a Cali girl? How could I forget that she learned to dance from Luis and his family? Goddamn unprofessional belly dancer.
Too busy in my own thoughts, I hadn't noticed that the guy had shut up. And Sky was at it again. This time as she sang her siren song, her green eyes landed on me. Still in tune with the beat of the song, she beckoned me to her with her index finger.
No longer thinking with the upper head, I dropped the book and walked over to her gyrating form. She grabbed my hand and pulled me close to her. Wrapping her arms around my neck, she slipped out of her stilettos. She hates it when her heels make her taller than me.
"Picture us dancing real close in a dark, dark corner of a basement party. Every time I close my eyes, it's like everyone left but you and me." She started to move her body on me. I let out a groan of frustration. She's trying to kill me.
"In our own little world. The music is the sun. The dance floor becomes the sea. Feels like true paradise to me." Her hot breath on my chin forced me wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her roughly into me.
She stopped singing, a little startled by my force. I grinned intensely at her as I backed her into the wall. We both were breathing heavily. Me, with a look of lust and aroused pain. And her with a look of passion and amusement.
"Only you could manage to get me this hard in a matter of eight minutes." I meant it as a compliment, but I'm so filled with lust, it came out raspy and aggressive. I took her arms from around my neck and pinned them above her head on the wall.
"So, are you gonna do something about it, this time?" She asked as I invaded her personal space by getting as close as I could to her lips without actually touching them.
"Do you want me to do something this time?" I asked her with a smirk as I slowly grinded into her hips. I think I've managed to turn this game around.
"Ooh. I love this song." She grinned mischievously, looking away from my piercing gaze. I recognized the rapper as Big Boi from Outkast. And then Beyonce came in. And of course, Sky's siren singing started again.
"Are you infatuated with me? I could end your curiosity. If you don't think I'm too rude, here's your chance to make your move." She started to move her hips against me, eliciting an agonizing groan from me.
"I sit and wait for nobody. People say that my…my style is so crazy. I think you like it, baby. Do you want to get nasty? I. Dare. You. To. Undress me." She stopped singing and raised an eyebrow at me.
"Sky, you little freak." I smirked. She rolled her eyes, still moving her hips into mine. I did the same, making sure she felt exactly what her teasing has done to me.
"Come on, man. Just do it. Fuck the game." She was trembling, now. And once again, the game's back in my favor.
"Do what? Whatcha want me to do, Sky?" I questioned, her brows furrowing in annoyance. It's painful holding back, but I love it when she tells me exactly what she wants.
"Touch me. Kiss me. Love me. Fuck me." She whispered, hooking one of her legs around mine and grinding into me again. If I wasn't already turned the hell on, that surely would have done the trick. I'm a sucker for dirty talk.
I sharply put my lips to hers. She immediately opened her mouth to me. Nipping, scraping, and sucking my lips as she tried to get her hands free from my restraints. Yeah, I definitely won this.
I let her go and her hands went straight to the hem of my shirt. Pulling eagerly to get it off of me. My lips left hers for about two seconds before she was attacking me again. Shirt being thrown unceremoniously somewhere in the distance.
With the shirt out of the way, she focused on my gym shorts. Quickly separating our lips again, she grabbed the sides of my shorts and pulled them down as if they told her that Chucky was stupid. I was very thankful for the removal of the constricting garment.
When our lips reunited again, I was the one being backed into something. This time, it's the couch. After I sat down, she climbed on top of me, not letting up on her lip assault in the least. Grabbing two fistfuls of my hair, she pushed her chest into mine. That bra is annoying as hell now. So I reached around to her back and proceeded to unhook the red devil.
Letting go of my hair, she helped me slide the little garment from her arms. I had to damn near pry her lips off of me so I could get a good look at her beautiful D cups.
"Like what you see?" She grinned at me, leaning back a little and doing a little shimmy shake. Ugh. Jiggling boobs in my face scatters my brain.
"Love." I responded, eying those scrumptious nipples of hers. "Show me." Well, I was always better at show than tell. Cupping one, I took the other in my mouth and swirled my tongue around. I so missed this.
"Damn, I missed this." She moaned as I switched breasts, kneading her with one hand and slurping and nipping the other with my mouth. That made her moan loudly, hands running idly through my dark hair.
As I continued my teasing, she started to move her hips on me. That almost sent me over the edge. So I stopped teasing her, much to her disappointment, so I could lay her back down on the couch.
"Phillll." She whined as I stood over her.
"Sup." I smirked at her agitated face. Her agitation morphed into a mischievous grin. I didn't have to wonder what that grin meant, on account of her sitting back up. One of her hands cupping her breast and the other gently caressing the lacy fabric that's covering her Lola, as she calls it.
"Come play with me." She teased. I groaned. That turned my brain into mush for a second. "You're a goddamn siren." I mumbled, slinging her hand away, grabbing either side of her panties, and yanking them down her legs and away from her body.
Jack-motherfucking-pot. I just stood there for a few seconds, admiring her naked form. Hotness, that's it. At this point in time, I'm more interested in getting my head into her instead of getting into her head. But my dragon's head is gonna have to take a backseat to my tongue.
Pulling her to the edge of the couch, I kneeled down and began to plant open-mouthed kisses on her inner thighs. "Tease." She groaned, grabbing fistfuls of my hair, trying to pull me to her heat.
"Really, little miss swirly hips?" I made sure to speak directly on her sensitive area. My hot breath making her shiver.
"Swirly this." She pushed further off of the couch, trying yet again to force me into her heat.
"Ah ah ah. Tell me what you want, Sky." I want nothing more than to take a big bite out of her, but I just have to tease her first. She tried again with my head, still failing.
"Eat me, you dorkface." She growled, now pulling my hair. "What a dirty little mouth you have." I chuckled, still sending shivers through her body as my breath tickled her warmth.
"Shut me up, then." That was her way of saying please.
And not being able to take it anymore, I dived in. I take it she really missed me, cause she was overflowing with her sweetness. She freaking tastes like everything that is great in the world. There's no other way to describe it, man. Dipping into her sea for a bit elicited a few sexy whimpers from her.
I leaned down a little lower so I could dip deeper, that got her to wrap her legs around my neck. Her hands now caressing my scalp as she moved in time with my tongue strokes. As soon as the cold metal of my tongue ring made contact with her little nub, she let out a loud and arousing moan.
After only a few lashes, she had put her legs down and was pulling me back up. I stood up and gave her a mock confused look.
"Please." She purred, wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling me into her hips. Then she proceeded to grab both sides of my boxers with her toes and yank them down. I find that strangely sexy.
Once they were gone, she hooked her legs around me again, pulling me into her once more.
"Please, Punkin. Please." I was eager to get into her, but right now, standing over Sky, who's beyond wet and begging for me, I forgot where I was. How did I go so long without this? Without her?
"You really think I'd forget my pill today PJ? Now please. I need you." The pleading tone almost took me out, but I managed to recover. I guess she thought I was worried about contraceptives. I wasn't, cause Sky's always up on her prevention shit.
Slow and steady, my dragon entered her warm cave. She let out a loud moan at the intrusion. Placing her hands on my shoulders to brace herself.
I eased in deeper, eliciting hisses and soft mumbles of 'shit' from her. She's always been tight, but I guess after nine months of unintentional celibacy, she's gotta get used to it again.
"Want me to stop?" I asked, peering down at her. Eyes clouded with lust, she replied. "Hell no. I want it all. Don't hold back." That's my girl.
Slowly, I eased in and out of her three times to get her reacquainted with me. I closed my eyes to revel in the familiar warmness that I've been missing.
After that, the sweet shit was gone. I rammed into her wildly, making her scream out. She arched her back and threw her head back, eyes rolling in the back of her head.
Giving her all of my dragon, I began my slightly animalistic rhythm of thrusts. She was calling my name within minutes. Grabbing hold to both of her boobs, I managed to get deeper, letting her fire engulf me. She feels like heaven.
Sweat pouring off of both of us, I picked her up. Her arms and legs wrapped around my neck and waist respectively. She jumped and bucked, not daring to let me out of her cave. "Kiss me." I panted, distracting her from her wild bucking.
As she captured my lips with hers, I managed to ease down on the couch, still inside. Accomplishment, yes.
She continued her kissing as she started her hip movements. This is the time I moaned out loud. Actually, I moaned loudly into her mouth, cause she wasn't letting mine go. I vaguely heard something that sounds like jazz blaring through the speakers. Moving her hips to the beat, I feel like I'm in love with this song. I'm so gonna have to ask Sky what it is later.
Snapping me out of my thoughts, Sky started to plant kisses down the side of my neck. Trailing her tongue up and down the sensitive skin. Funny, I had a dream about her doing that this morning. But then again, I did wake up with her mouth around me, so I guess it wasn't a dream.
As she continued her grinding, I started to feel that ball in the pit of my stomach, signaling my climax. But I refuse to come before she does. I mean, I have already today. And I love the way her body writhes under mine when I bring her to her peak. There's nothing like that feeling.
I wrapped my arms around her and laid her on her back. Lifting her legs all the way to her shoulders, the perks of a flexible chick, I started to just pummel her. She told me not to hold back, so fine.
I completely let loose. Her loud swears and moans mixed in with moans and swears of my own as I thrust into her. She's so warm.
I leaned down to kiss her swollen lips, which gave her a newfound passion to get more aggressive. She started to meet my thrusts with thrusts of her own. We were in sync with each other. Every hip movement of mine, she'd make one to match.
Her playlist had ended by the time her thrusts got faster. No worries, though. We were making our own skin music. She was desperately trying to stall her release, probably trying to get me to come before her, but nah.
"Come on. Let go. Gimme my present, Sky." I pushed her legs back even further, making sure I had complete access to her spot. Once I was angled the way I wanted, I went to work, ramming into her with wild abandon.
That made her scream like a banshee. "Come on, baby. Let go." I hoarsely mumbled to her as I continued my rampant thrusts. When she started scratching the hell out of my back and thrusting onto me just as hard as I was ramming into her, I knew she was there.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fucking fuck." She yelled as she unraveled, nails peeling the skin clean off of my back. It's okay, though. I like the burn.
Feeling the clenching of her insides as her body shook and shivered beneath mine sent me into my own release. I closed my eyes and let out a curdling cry filled with profanity laden goodness. "Fucking, dammit, shit, fuck. Damn."
I slowed my thrusts down, much like my first three gentle strokes an hour or so ago. Breathing heavily, I didn't stop until her body had completely stopped shivering. When she did, I used the last of my strength to flip us over so that she was resting on top of me. I might not be a giant, but I still feel like I could crush her sometimes.
"I saw stars, dude." She sighed, resting her head on my chest so she could listen to my heartbeat. I leaned down to breathe in her hair. We're both sweaty hot messes, but her hair still manages to smell like sweet cherries.
"I saw lightning bolts." I replied, rubbing small circles in her back. We settled in content silence for about forty-five minutes, until my phone started to ring. She burst into laughter.
"That's like the eighth time that thing's rang since Colt." Huh, I didn't even hear the phone ringing earlier.
I gently slid from under her. Once standing, I started to stretch my worn out limbs. "You're really gonna stop our cuddle session for birthday wishes? I was supposed to have you to myself today." Now laying on her back, beautiful sweaty nakedness in full view, she poked her bottom lip out. Now I'm the one laughing.
"Sky, I'm just gonna go and say thanks. That's all. I'll go back to being your personal sex toy in a minute. Now quit with the pouty face." I grinned as I made my way into my room, conveniently dodging one of the graphic novels that she had thrown at my back.
"Take your time. I'll be in the shower." She muttered. And that statement put a lot of thoughts into my head. Thoughts about a wet, soapy, and very hot Skylar standing in my small steamy shower. No doubt that was an invitation. And by the sudden tenseness in my lower region, I guess I've already RSVP'd.
Sky's POV
Thankful that he'd already made his way into his room, I hesitantly got off of the couch. I took another look at his open bedroom door, making sure he was nowhere near it before I started walking.
I always end up walking funny after sex with him, and he always teases me. Not that I mind that. Cause teasing is rule #1 of our foreplay. Hell, it's rule #1 of our relationship. It's sexy.
But right now, my insides are still yearning for him. And I need to get my wobbly legs in check so that they can lure him into the shower with me.
After a few practice steps, my legs were back to normal. I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Stepping out of the bathroom, I stealthily made my way into his bedroom to gather my clothes. When I went in, he was standing near his bed, all naked and yummy, phone loosely hovering over his ear. He looks annoyed. That made me chuckle.
His eyes shot over to me and I quickly put my hand over my mouth to muffle my laughing. His little annoyed look slowly turned into a look of aroused appreciation as his eyes appraised my naked form.
I turned and went through my open suitcase, grabbing the first tee and pair of panties and jeans I saw. Knowing that he was probably getting a great view that is my ass in the air, I took advantage. Slowly, I arched my way up, almost snakelike. I heard his breath hitch at that.
With a switch in my hips, I sauntered to the door, clothes gingerly tucked under my arm. Before I walked out, I turned my head to him. He still had the phone in his hand, but it was no longer to his ear. Looking down further, I realized that he was once again becoming very happy.
Meeting his eyes again, he gave me a smirk. I returned it with one of my own. I gave him a wink as I left his bedroom. Oh yeah, it was that easy.
I had just stepped under the shower head when I heard him come in. "And what do you want?" I closed my eyes, letting the warm water drench me. "You." He replied, easing into the shower behind me.
"Oh, really. Now you want me." I turned my head to give him a sly smirk. He grinned and wrapped his arms around me, pressing his chest into my back. "So, how are your legs?" He closed his eyes and rested his head on my shoulder, letting the water pour over his face and hair.
"Fine. Definitely not wobbly… anymore." I chuckled. "Aww, damn. I missed it." His warm breath mixed in with the warm water is making me tingly.
"Are you gonna talk, or are you gonna make love to me?" I'd normally enjoy his pre-sex banter, but right now with his dragon being pressed into my ass cheek, I just want him.
"Turn around then." He rasped, letting go of me. As soon as I was facing him, he bombarded me with his lips. Soft and sweet, he backed me into a corner of the shower.
His hands wandered all over my body. Gently caressing my wet skin like it was made out of the finest silk ever made. His lips went from my lips to my closed eyelids, nose, and down to the line of my jaw. Then he made his way down to my neck. Planting open-mouthed kisses down the side, being sure to softly nip my trigger area behind my ear.
He kissed his way down to my collarbone. Gently tracing it with his tongue ring. That sent little shivers through me. After that, he went to my breasts. Cupping them both as he began to kiss and lick them.
I couldn't stop the moan that escaped my lips when he started to tug at one of my nipples. He likes tits. That's his thing. So I guess it's convenient of me to have a nice pair.
After he finished exploring my breasts, he continued his kissing. Straight down my stomach, dipping his tongue into my bellybutton as he went.
He was kneeling again when I looked down at him. Lifting one of my legs to hook over his shoulder, he continued his kissing trail all the way to my Lola. I know he's been inching to finish what he had started earlier. I wouldn't let him cause I needed the Dragon, bad. But right now, I want his mouth.
I arched a little, giving him full access as he plunged into me. "Fuck." I was trying to keep it sexy, without the profanity, but I couldn't. whatever. As his tongue got deeper, I came to a conclusion.
If he were to ever lose his dick, I'd be cool with it cause his tongue is a great backup. When he got to my little bundle of nerves, I found myself grinding into his face. That made him chuckle. The vibrations of his voice just added to his gentle teasing.
That tongue of his is like magic. Add that with the hot water of the shower, the gentle sucking and pulling he's doing to my nub, and you can understand why I was quaking and trembling under him after only a good fifteen minutes. "Goodness…"
He placed a hand on my hip to keep me steady as I rode out my orgasm. All the while he lapped up the result of his expert tongue. When I had gained control of my body again, he was still working me.
A few minutes of that, and I was yearning for him again. "Damn, Sky. You really are a fucking siren." He chuckled as he took one last taste before he began to kiss his way back up my body. I guess he noticed how wet I was becoming even after he sucked me dry. What else does he expect with his damn tongue turning flips and shit down there?
"Only for you, though." I shivered as he made his way back up to my clavicle, tracing the bone once again with his tongue ring. "Hey, Danny?" He stopped his kissing to look me in the eyes. Wet Punky is a wonderful sight to see. Hair sticking to his forehead and all.
"Yeah., babe?" I gave him a soft smile. "I love you." He gently caressed my cheek with the back of his hand. "I love you, too." I replied, feeling myself blush.
That set the stage for this session. When he put his lips to mine, it wasn't demanding like it was earlier. It was gentle and tender. No nipping and scraping. His tongue softly tickled my bottom lip as he awaited entrance into my mouth. When I let him in, our tongues whirled around each other as if we were doing a synchronized dance.
As soon as I lifted my leg to wrap around his waist, he was grabbing the same leg. Once my leg was in place, I felt his hardness brushing against my opening. I let out a low groan, pleading him to go ahead.
And go ahead he did. Slowly, he pushed into me. That alone sent shivers through my body. Gripping my leg a little tighter with one hand and resting the other on the wall to hold himself steady, he began his gentle strokes.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I began to grind into his thrusts. Within minutes we had abandoned the tender kisses for breathy moans and soft 'I love you's'.
See, this time we were making love. He wasn't fucking me, I wasn't fucking him. We were just two people in love, expressing it in one of its purest forms.
By the time we left the bathroom, it was about 7:15. After our lovemaking session, we actually showered. Best part about that was that we washed each other's hair. Cause he's kinda obsessed with mine.
"So, I made reservations for us at Bella's." I said to Phil as scooped Rocco Lampone up into my arms. I had just gotten him from our neighbor Angela's apartment. She agreed to puppysit when I told her that today was Punky's birthday.
"Sky, I really don't feel like going out to eat." He said from the couch. His head's once again in that book. "Good. Cause I don't feel like it either." I climbed on top of him for the umpteenth time today. Rocco and I getting comfortable on his chest.
"I can order pizza." He offered. "Ooh, I can go for pizza." I grinned. "Cool." He replied, flipping a page in his book. "So, did you have a good birthday?" I asked with a smirk.
"Bet. You know, you're kinda awesome." He smiled. "Oh, I knew that already. I'm glad you enjoyed your birthday, though."
"Oh yeah, Sky."
"Yeah, babe."
"I so win."
A/N: Hope you enjoyed this little smutfest :) The songs that Punk didn't recognize were Destiny's Child's Bootylicious, Beyonce's Baby Boy, Beyonce's Hip Hop Star, and Sade's Smooth Operator.