Believe it or not, there was a time when Greta Abney had it all figured out. Marriage, a family, and a thriving career all by the age of 30 was her plan. But plans change, and now she's drinking alone at her best friend's baby announcement party.
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It was easy to get back into the habit of lying together.
Though fast asleep, it didn't take much for Greta to instinctually grab hold to him. The need to touch Eli had become second nature. And the actual effort in doing so had become pure fulfillment.
But when she found herself waking in the middle of the night, amidst his snores and the very little light of the city peaking through his bedroom windows, Greta looked up to find the right kind of adoration in the moment they shared together.
She kissed his chest at first. Then, she climbed on top of him. Her limbs were entangling themselves around his body, careless of the extra weight he'll have to wake up to come tomorrow morning.
But that acknowledgement came quicker than she realized once the room went quiet. His arms lightly snaked themselves around Greta's naked back, making her nuzzle against him just a little more. "This doesn't creep you out, does it?" She had to ask, even when his hand caressed the skin of her back.
"This that clingy shit you was talkin' about?"
Smirking, she pecked his cheek before finding a snarky response. "Oh baby, it's barely been five hours. You haven't even seen clingy yet."
Eli gave a chuckle, but with the vibrations of his chest, it wasn't long before Greta felt something else rising against the insides of her thighs. He was getting hard again, and she was starting to feel guilty for it as she climbed off him. "How long you think we can stay in this bedroom?"
"Ain't it only Friday night?"
"Fuck..."
"How long is you sticking around anyhow?"
"How long will you keep me?"
For a moment, he had to think about it. Eli kept his arm around her some, his fingers softly grazing her shoulder for just a few long seconds of pondering before he turned to look at her. And through the darkness, he managed to find her face before saying anything. And instead, he pulled her close for another kiss.
Kissing him back held no hesitation. However, it was when he turned over to face her fully, did Greta develop new urges entirely. His cock was still alive and well, living its full life as it poked through the sheets and against her body. It was enough to make her ask "Keep me here all weekend?".
And when he nodded, she pulled away from his face. He was left clueless for a split second, only to gather it all as soon as her head was found beneath the blanket as well. And though he couldn't see her, Eli sighed in distinct pleasure when Greta enveloped her thin lips around the tip of his shaft.
