I woke as Grace turned in my arms. She was still asleep. My robe was tangled around my legs. Her towel had fallen to the floor hours ago. We’d fallen asleep, wrapped in each other’s arms. I moved gently, easing a hand under my head so I could look down at her.

The light came through the window, playing along the length of her body. She was pale and golden, her lashes dark against her cheeks. Even in her sleep her bottom lip was caught between her teeth. It was round and pink. My cock was hard, the head wet with my own anticipation. Her hand brushed against my thigh and her eyes fluttered open. She was pure and innocent, and trusting. She looked at me with love and acceptance. Her hands slipped around to my back, pulling me in. Her breasts were lush and warm, her breath warm and sweet. Her hand wrapped around my cock and I felt her shift downwards.

“No, Grace. Please…” The words came out as a ragged plea, not the order I intended. My hands, no longer in my control, wrapped in her hair. “Please, sweetheart…”

Her hands worked the length of me slowly, surprisingly strong. She nuzzled her face into my belly, only inches away… My hips jerked, working my cock against her palms. She rolled her thumb over the head and I gasped.

“Will you give me this, Kaine?” I jerked again as her breath hit bare skin. “I’m not asking for anything back. You don’t need to give. But I want you to let me do this for you.” Her tongue reached out, and I felt it hot and wet against my belly. “Can you let me…?”

She looked up at me, her eyes wide, lips apart, waiting for me. “Only if it’s what you want,” she said. “If you’ll let me give you this…”

I took her face gently between my hands, guiding her. I leaned back, sucking the breath through my teeth as her lips touched me. Ten long fucking years, and every second was worth the wait.

She took me inside her mouth and I was lost. She was hot and wet inside, licking and stroking. I felt her hands and her tongue like liquid fire. Her hands wrapped my hips, taking my buttocks in her hands, trapping me inside her. I held her shoulders in my hands, gripping them as she moved. Her breasts were crushed against the hard muscle of my thighs and she rode the movements of my body as I strained, thrusting and pulling back… working myself against her tight, swollen lips.

“Oh god, Grace…” my teeth were clenched, every muscle in my body tight and struggling for release. It had been so fucking long and she felt so fucking good. “Yes, sweetheart… just like that. Oh… just like that.” I was panting, my cock long and thick, getting harder with every stroke of her tongue. My balls were huge and pulled up tight. She let go of my cock and reached one little hand down to cup them tightly. “Fuck, Grace. Oh… fuck!”

I reached down, trying to pull her back. I didn’t want to shock her by coming in her mouth. But I felt her head shake no, and her grip on me tightened. She rocked her tongue back and forth over my head, then she pushed me in even deeper. I felt her throat muscles working against me then, her hands stroking, her throat swallowing… I was losing myself… losing myself… inside her…

The climax hit me, rolling over me and taking me under like a wave. My body shook as my cock pumped. I could feel the cum running from her mouth, soaking the bed under us. Jolt after jolt hit me and there was no stopping it. No controlling it. I let it flow through me, hot like fire, burning out everything except for her. We moved together, arching and turning. She matched me, thrust for thrust, pulling, pushing, forcing my body to give her everything it had. I felt her swallow, and swallow again. Taking my essence in, drinking me, sucking me, squeezing every drop I had.

I fell back, gasping, shocked at the power I felt flowing through me like a tidal wave. I pulled her up, wrapping her in my arms, crushing her to me as the feelings built up inside me. I didn’t begin to understand them and shook, overwhelmed. But I wanted it, I wanted every single second. “Grace,” I gasped out. “Sweetheart…”

A knock at the door shook us both. “Grace?” Bec called out loudly. “Are you up yet? I’ve got breakfast waiting…”

“I’m awake, Becca. Thank you,” she answered back unsteadily. “I’ll be down in a few minutes. I promise.”

We heard a snort on the other side of the door and we smiled conspiratorially at each other. I looked at her swollen lips and felt my cock throb in response.

“Mr. Kaine’s not answering his door. So help me, if that boy lets my good pancakes get cold…” Bec’s voice trailed off as she walked away, muttering.

I ran my thumb over Grace’s lips, the touch of them even hotter than ever now. I was already getting hard again.

She was so beautiful. More and more, I couldn’t remember how it felt, before I’d ever seen her face. She smiled, stroking my back underneath my robe. I kissed her, tasting the sweetness of her mouth and the salt of my body on her tongue. Then I pulled her up beside me, the length of her naked body pressed fully up against me.

“Did she say pancakes?” she asked, looking up into my eyes, hers sparkling. Teasing.

God, she was beautiful.