The next week was a balance of perfection and control. I had sworn off any woman but Felicity, and I couldn't get enough of her. Just being around her was enough. Most of the time. Other times I had to watch her come for me. I was trying like hell to go slow with her, but I was at a breaking point. I wanted inside her.
For the last few nights, she hadn't gone to listen to me play because she had had to study. Not acting like a selfish brat and seducing her into coming with me was hard. Tonight she had said she could go, and although having her backstage with me messed with my head because all I wanted to do was stare at her, I was excited. I hated leaving her home at night while I went to play. She was always asleep when I got back.
Coming up with shit to do while waiting on Felicity to get off work wasn't easy either. I felt caged. I wanted to go sit up in that office with her all day, but I knew I couldn't go to her work. Not being able to get near her was eating at me.
When the door to her apartment finally opened, I stopped pacing the floor in front of the window and went directly to her. I didn't take the time to greet her. I wanted her mouth on mine. That sweet tongue exploring my mouth and making me okay again.
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Felicity's hand immediately went to my shoulders as she held on and kissed me back with just as much enthusiasm. I grabbed her waist and picked her up. "Legs around me," I said against her mouth before plunging back into her warmth. Sunshine and fucking apples. I couldn't get enough.
Felicity wrapped her legs tightly around me, and I carried her to her bed. I had made it up today while I'd tried to kill time until she got home. I didn't used to have such a hard time finding ways to spend my days. But now all I wanted was her, so it made everything else seem pointless.
I sank down onto the bed, keeping her in my lap, then lay back while she moved her legs to straddle me, and her mouth was on mine again. Fuck, this was what I'd needed all day. I didn't want to go tonight. I just wanted this.
Felicity's hands were tugging at my shirt. I lifted my back up off the bed and used one hand to jerk my shirt over my head. Both of her hands were on my abs instantly. Her short perfectly manicured nails sent shivers through me as she grazed the skin there. When her thumbs began rubbing my nipples, I groaned, and my restraint broke. I had wanted to let her play, but damn, I needed her shirt off too.
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