The Dysfunction Of Evan: Books 1-3 Collection

65. First Day of School

His hands slid over my skin, awakening every nerve in my body. I stirred from my sleep, arching into him as I opened my eyes. I felt his breath on my shoulder and his damp hair on my chin. 

"Good morning." I sighed as his hands swept over my hips. I stretched out then turned over onto my back. "I like this wake up call."

Tom stayed quiet, and I felt his erection on my leg as he got on top on me. My lips found his jaw as I wrapped my arms around him, pressing my hips to his. His skin felt like velvet on mine and enticed my senses. I moaned as he nipped at my neck. 

I was fully awake as we moved against each other. It had been so long since we'd had time to really enjoy each other, and I hoped we'd have at least a couple hours.  He was freshly showered,  which told me he'd already had his run,  and it was at least nine. I fleetingly thought about the kids,  until he plunged himself into my body.

The impalement was a welcome invasion,  and I moaned as he filled me to his hilt.  He grabbed my wrists and held them above my head.  He looked down at me like I was a feast. 

"So warm." He sighed,  closing his eyes.  He pulled away and pressed back in with a long satisfied grunt.

I wrapped my legs around his,  giving leverage so I could meet his thrusts as he set a fevered pace.  I could feel pleasure building inside of me,  but I didn't want to peak yet.  I wanted to enjoy this. 

Nipping at his arm,  I convinced him to free my hands.  I pressed up on his shoulders,  carefully pushing him off.  He rolled to his back and shook my head. 

"Lean against the head board." I said getting to my knees.  He gave me a wicked grin and did as he was told.  I knelt before him and took his throbbing member into my mouth. 

I had stopped caring about not wanting to taste myself a while ago.  There were more important things to focus on. Like how he felt in my mouth,  how the tip of his cock pressing my throat made me burn for more. 

"Oh yes,  Astrid." He moaned,  digging his nails into my scalp.  I pulled away with a loud pop, and looked at him as I licked my lips. 

"I love hearing you say my name like that." I told him.  He tugged on my hair and playfully moaned my name again.  I giggled and licked the head of his cock,  catching him off guard. 

"Fuck,  baby.  Warn a man." He said forcing his way between my lips.  I did that swallow thing he liked,  and he jerked his leg.  I took the opportunity to slip my thumb down and massage that tender spot behind his sack.  It wasn't a move I did often,  but it drove him wild.  I liked to keep it special. 

He bucked his hips up,  and I had to pull away to prevent myself from biting down.  In one swift move,  he had me bent over the side of the bed on my stomach.  As I grabbed the side of the bed frame for support,  he slammed into me,  hissing in victory.

His thrusts were hard and powerful,  and I came without warning.  My cries of pleasure muffled by the mattress.  I felt him spill into me,  then collapse behind me,  spent. 

"Help." I whined,  unable to pull myself back up.  He grabbed my hips and pulled me into his lap.  He then bit at my earlobe,  his hands hungerly massaging my breasts.  "Ah!"

"I could fuck you all day and not have enough of you." He said deeply.  I tilted my head back,  totally on board with that plan. 

"Mummy?" There was a knock on the door followed by the voice of Lucy. "Daddy?"

"One second." I called out.  Tom and I scrambled under the comforter to cover up.   "Come on in."

The door opened and Lucy looked at us.  She was still wearing her nightgown.  Boyd appeared behind her.