“I was nosey. I know what your family does, but I also know that you’re still a good person.” She reached up and touched my cheek. “You’ve always been nice to me. A hard ass sometimes, but nice.”
"Thank … you?" I laughed. "Is that a compliment?"
"From me? Yeah, it is." Abigail laughed.
I rolled over and she smiled up at me. I'd never realized just how amazing her eyes were, but I definitely took in the curve of her hips and her round breasts. I reached out and ran a hand over her stomach. Abigail sucked in a breath before she bit her lip.
Without saying a word, I could read exactly what was going on in her brain. I traced my hand down until my fingers brushed over her soft thighs. She shifted, opening them up to me in a gesture that could only mean one thing. Keep going.
So I did. My fingers ran up and down her inner thighs before I slid them up and ran my fingers over her mound. She moaned, her body thrusting forward. With the way she bit her lip, I knew she wanted to keep going. I ran my fingers between her thighs, slipping them inside slowly. Abigail’s back arched and she moaned under her breath.
“Piero.” She ran her hand down my back. “Give me more.”
I didn’t need to be told again. I rolled on top of her and kissed down her chest and stomach. I buried myself between her thighs and lapped at her as she squeezed her legs and moaned underneath me. My lips brushed over hers. Abigail leaned up and kissed me back, her tongue slipping out and exploring my mouth.
My brain told me I shouldn’t do it. I shouldn’t mix business with pleasure; I never did. However, it was hard to walk away from Abigail. My body pressed against hers and my cock grew hard instantly. I kissed back up her body, nipping at her neck while her fingers pushed into my hair.
“You haven’t said stop yet,” I breathed.
“I don’t want you to.” Abigail moaned. “Tell me you have a condom.”
I thought about it quickly. Did I? The last time I’d needed one was a while ago, and otherwise I didn’t sleep with anyone. I was too busy. I shook my head.
“Shit, I don’t,” I groaned and leaned my head against her. “I guess that’s off the table.”
“Oh, fuck it,” she chuckled. “Let’s do it anyway.”
I sat up and looked down at her, surprised. “Just remember you said that.”
“I will.” She grinned. “Don’t make me wait any longer.”
I pushed her legs apart even more and buried my cock inside of her slowly. Abigail moaned, her legs wrapping around my body. She rolled her hips and I thrust inside of her. Each movement brought me deeper inside of her until I was completely buried.
Abigail was so tight and hot. She squeezed around my length and I growled against her ear. Her body trembled underneath me. Our eyes met and my stomach turned. I didn’t want our fake marriage to be so fake. Abigail was one of the few women I could trust, one of the few I actually wanted. I didn’t want to let her go.
Our lips crashed against each other as we picked up speed, our bodies writhing together until we were both a mess of panting and moaning. I gripped Abigail tightly and shoved myself in deep. It was all at once amazing and a mistake. It pushed her over the edge and she clenched around me tightly as she came, her fingernails digging into my skin.
It was too good. My body ground against hers and I came hard, not even thinking about pulling out when I was surrounded by her. Abigail moaned before she kissed my lips. I was surprised she wasn’t pissed off at me.
“You’re not upset?” I asked as I stayed inside of her, enjoying the softness of her body. “I didn’t exactly pull out.”
“I know.” She shook her head. “We’ll get a pill or something tomorrow, but for now I just want to lie here.” She wrapped her arms around me and yawned. “Let’s lie down and just be lazy for a while.”
I chuckled. “I think you’re falling asleep.”
“Maybe a little,” she mumbled.
I leaned up and kissed her softly. “Goodnight, Abby.”
Her eyes were already closed. “Night,” she whispered.
I smiled and slowly moved off of her. I cleaned her up with a towel as well as myself before I quickly climbed back into bed with her. It felt good being able to lie next to someone, knowing that they would still be there in the morning.