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When he came, I ate up his grunts and groans. I sated myself on his
pleasure as if I were a bookish succubus.
My legs fell limp to the bed. Dean kept himself inside me as
he softened, kissing and nuzzling. Warmth and joy bubbled happily in my veins.
And something more. More than lust and a fangirl crush.
Could I really feel that much after one weekend?
After another minute, he rolled to one side and bundled us
up in the blanket. I snuggled up to him and pressed my head to his chest. His
heart thumped heavy and still a bit fast. Did he feel what I did?
I didn’t say anything. It wasn’t something I was used to
asking anyone. Emotions weren’t something I easily discussed, especially ones I
couldn’t even name.
Just let him hold me. It was amazing just lying there in his
arms. Two souls locked together in one beautiful moment.
Did I just think that?
Maybe they were all wrong. There might be a little bit of a
romantic inside me.
Chapter Six
Geek girl problem #1: The only happily ever afters you
have known have been in books.
I didn’t even realize I’d drifted off until my eyes
fluttered opened and the morning sun was peeking through the curtains. I rolled
onto my back and stretched my limbs, turning my head to gaze at Dean, asleep
beside me.
Desire surged through me along with a swelling in my chest.
It was Sunday. The final day of Gen Con. He’d be heading
home before noon. Our time together would be over.
My throat tightened. I bit my lower lip as it trembled.
No. It was too girly to cry. Gyrfalcon wouldn’t cry. She’d
probably already be up and dressed, going over the previous night’s reports and
planning new strategies.
I wasn’t going to cry either. I was going to thoroughly
enjoy my last few hours with Dean and tell him exactly how I felt. Or, well, as
best as I could describe it. Honesty was the best policy. I didn’t want to
regret anything.
Tenderly, I caressed his cheek and traced down from his jaw
along his neck to his chest. An elegantly long and sculpted form.
A smile turned up his lips even though he hadn’t opened his
eyes yet.
I’d give him something wonderful to wake up to. Grinning, I
slid my hand farther down to discover his already stiff penis. Mmm, yes. I stroked his morning wood and maneuvered myself so that I crouched over him.
Balancing on my toes with my knees bent and legs splayed, I
was on full display for him as I directed his erection along my slit. Cream
slicked my nethers and made for delightful little wet sounds. Dean sucked in a
breath as he opened his eyes.
There was no rush. I kept hold of his hard cock, running the
head back and forth.
It was a bit like savoring really good ice cream but a whole
seven levels of better. Sweet and gooey, delight rippling to every part of my
body.
His hands crept up my thighs, massaging and easing the
strain on my muscles from my crouched position. Long fingers skimmed over my
mound. I drew in a shaky breath and he did it again.
Dean was careful of my arm, not interfering in my slow
tease. He pulled aside my labia, opening me wider, and circled my clit with one
finger. No faster than I was going, but still enough to make me squirm and
almost lose my balance.
So sexy, so hot. I’d never experienced anything so intimate
before. Today I would bare myself on all levels to him.
His cell phone rang.
I started and had to let go of his erection to catch myself
before I fell backward. What the frak?
Keeping one hand on me, Dean scooted up a bit and frowned as
he leaned over to look at the time. He then grabbed his phone, patting my leg. “Sorry.
I’ve got to take this.”
I sat on my butt and glanced at the clock. Six in the
morning? Who the hell was calling him that early?
Oh wait. Russell. How did I forget about Emily and Russell?
Nope. That was a woman’s voice on the other line. Dean
laughed.
Recognizing the caller, my throat tightened. I slipped out
of bed and into the bathroom.
Dean’s adviser was calling him
pleasure as if I were a bookish succubus.
My legs fell limp to the bed. Dean kept himself inside me as
he softened, kissing and nuzzling. Warmth and joy bubbled happily in my veins.
And something more. More than lust and a fangirl crush.
Could I really feel that much after one weekend?
After another minute, he rolled to one side and bundled us
up in the blanket. I snuggled up to him and pressed my head to his chest. His
heart thumped heavy and still a bit fast. Did he feel what I did?
I didn’t say anything. It wasn’t something I was used to
asking anyone. Emotions weren’t something I easily discussed, especially ones I
couldn’t even name.
Just let him hold me. It was amazing just lying there in his
arms. Two souls locked together in one beautiful moment.
Did I just think that?
Maybe they were all wrong. There might be a little bit of a
romantic inside me.
Chapter Six
Geek girl problem #1: The only happily ever afters you
have known have been in books.
I didn’t even realize I’d drifted off until my eyes
fluttered opened and the morning sun was peeking through the curtains. I rolled
onto my back and stretched my limbs, turning my head to gaze at Dean, asleep
beside me.
Desire surged through me along with a swelling in my chest.
It was Sunday. The final day of Gen Con. He’d be heading
home before noon. Our time together would be over.
My throat tightened. I bit my lower lip as it trembled.
No. It was too girly to cry. Gyrfalcon wouldn’t cry. She’d
probably already be up and dressed, going over the previous night’s reports and
planning new strategies.
I wasn’t going to cry either. I was going to thoroughly
enjoy my last few hours with Dean and tell him exactly how I felt. Or, well, as
best as I could describe it. Honesty was the best policy. I didn’t want to
regret anything.
Tenderly, I caressed his cheek and traced down from his jaw
along his neck to his chest. An elegantly long and sculpted form.
A smile turned up his lips even though he hadn’t opened his
eyes yet.
I’d give him something wonderful to wake up to. Grinning, I
slid my hand farther down to discover his already stiff penis. Mmm, yes. I stroked his morning wood and maneuvered myself so that I crouched over him.
Balancing on my toes with my knees bent and legs splayed, I
was on full display for him as I directed his erection along my slit. Cream
slicked my nethers and made for delightful little wet sounds. Dean sucked in a
breath as he opened his eyes.
There was no rush. I kept hold of his hard cock, running the
head back and forth.
It was a bit like savoring really good ice cream but a whole
seven levels of better. Sweet and gooey, delight rippling to every part of my
body.
His hands crept up my thighs, massaging and easing the
strain on my muscles from my crouched position. Long fingers skimmed over my
mound. I drew in a shaky breath and he did it again.
Dean was careful of my arm, not interfering in my slow
tease. He pulled aside my labia, opening me wider, and circled my clit with one
finger. No faster than I was going, but still enough to make me squirm and
almost lose my balance.
So sexy, so hot. I’d never experienced anything so intimate
before. Today I would bare myself on all levels to him.
His cell phone rang.
I started and had to let go of his erection to catch myself
before I fell backward. What the frak?
Keeping one hand on me, Dean scooted up a bit and frowned as
he leaned over to look at the time. He then grabbed his phone, patting my leg. “Sorry.
I’ve got to take this.”
I sat on my butt and glanced at the clock. Six in the
morning? Who the hell was calling him that early?
Oh wait. Russell. How did I forget about Emily and Russell?
Nope. That was a woman’s voice on the other line. Dean
laughed.
Recognizing the caller, my throat tightened. I slipped out
of bed and into the bathroom.
Dean’s adviser was calling him
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