When they arrived in her bedroom, Sadie let his shirt slip off her small frame, and shimmied out of her shorts, letting them fall to the floor. Then she sat on the edge of the bed, urging him to stand before her.
Bill felt his breath hitch as she slid her fingers along his belly under his t-shirt, and began pushing it up his chest. He helped, tugging it over his head and she looked up at him from beneath her lashes, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips as her fingers slid to the button of his jeans.
He kicked off his loafers, eager. As soon as she'd unbuttoned his pants, Sadie slid her hands around his waist and inside his jeans to trace the curve of his ass. His hips jerked and he groaned. He was aching. It had been a very, very long time.
"Relax," she said quietly, moving to tug his jeans down his legs. "I'll take care of you."
The air was still and he realized he was holding his breath, she was moving so slow and he shifted closer, sighing softly as she teased him. "Sade..."
The lamp was on next to the bed and it cast just enough light so he could see her beautiful face. Her skin looked smooth and soft and he suddenly regretted the fact that he couldn't see more of it, so he reached for her top, pulling it over her head.
The edges lifted her hair, and the strands settled again softly on her bare shoulders, still in a loose ponytail, silky and beautiful. The tip of his finger circled around her nipple and she bit her lip, arching into his touch, but she was still drawing his jeans down his hips. In the next moment, his straining erection sprang free and he gasped at the feeling of the cool air against his heated flesh. Bill kicked out of his jeans quickly, and closed his eyes, all else forgotten.
For one long moment, Sadie just sat and stared at Bill, fully nude before her. He was beautiful. A part of her couldn't quite let herself believe he was hers. He wasn't yet, not fully, but she thought he might, maybe he would be. She knew he wanted to show her she was important, but there was time for that later. He gave out so much of himself...
The muscles of his abdomen tensed and released as Sadie let her breath flow over him. His stomach was nearly flat, his shoulders and arms rounded and corded with lean muscle. Sadie touched her fingertips to his hip and palmed his cock with the other hand. A harsh breath escaped him as she wrapped her fingers around him and she pumped once, loving the slide of hot silk-smooth skin.
Leaning forward, she tasted the tip, letting her tongue flutter across it and then leaned back to look up at him again.
His dark hair was a little mussed from when she had played with it earlier, and his eyes had gone a dark vivid blue, glinting even in the low light of the room, intense and impassioned.
Still looking at him, she opened her mouth and settled him on her tongue, slow, barely moving.
He gasped as she did, his tongue darting out to wet his lips and he lifted his hands to lace them through her hair. They were trembling and she knew he was barely holding on to his control. The thought made her own pleasure crest within her core.
She sucked, lightly once and pulled back again.
"Take me," she whispered, then opened her mouth for him again.
Bill gave a low, ragged breath, his fingers tightening just barely in her hair and he pushed forward as he drew her head closer, so slow, sliding his aching cock into her soft, warm mouth.
She moaned as he nudged the back of her throat, letting him know she was good and closed her eyes, as he continued to thrust into her welcoming mouth; steady, gentle.
As he pulled out, she sucked, and traced the ridges with the tip of her tongue and then he slid in deep again, groaning louder.
He continued to thrust, his breath growing quick and ragged. When he moaned her name she could tell by the breathlessness in his voice that he wasn't going to last long, at least not this first time, so she ran her hands up his thighs intent on giving him as much pleasure as he could stand.
With one hand she cupped his balls, rolling them as gently as she could and he gasped, biting his lip. The other hand went to curve around his shaft; she let him slip out of mouth for one second to rest her jaw but continued to pump him, sure and steady. She could feel herself getting wet, and when she glanced up to look at him, her entire body pulsed with pleasure at the expression of blissful abandon that was on his face. When she slid her mouth around him again, she took his length all the way to her throat and shifted her fingers to rub at the sensitive patch of skin behind his sac.
That was enough to send him careening over the edge. Bill gasped and came hard, spending himself down her throat in streams. Sadie swallowed quickly and Bill gave a low, impassioned groan as his climax overtook him.
When he finished and settled, Sadie pulled away, kissing his tip as she did but did not lose her gentle grip on him. His hands were shaking in her hair and she shifted to draw him down onto the bed, letting him lie across the center of it while she continued to slowly pump him, gradually bringing him back down.
He softened and she moved her hand to let it drift across his belly, rubbing at the thatch of cinnamon-colored hair there, and curling up at his side while he regained his breath. When he sighed, the sound was infused with content. Sadie raised her head to smile at him and he kissed her, gently but thoroughly, pulling her tighter to his body.
"It has been awhile, hasn't it," she teased.
Bill chuckled. "I hope you're rested," he warned. The playful wickedness in his voice made her breath catch. "We have a lot to make up for."