Addie felt like she was floating, the delicious pulses of her orgasm still lingering and prompting soft moans from low in her throat. Nick's lips felt like heaven on her skin and she smoothed her palms down to his lower back, gliding them over his ass and back up again. When she felt like she could, she turned her face, eager to catch his lips in another kiss even as she drew her hips up, wanting him deep all over again. This felt like their own little oasis away from the rest of the world and while Addie already had plans to sleep over, she honestly wished they never had to leave his bedroom again. They could just stay here naked and entwined, milking as much pleasure from each other as they could.
If Addie had suggested dedicating a whole day or two to nothing but pleasure, Nick wouldn’t have hesitated to say yes. It was hard to get bored of sex for him, but he didn’t think it was possible for fucking Addie to even enter the realm of Routine. Everything they did together was just too good. Nick kissed her again as she pulled him to her mouth, his hips starting up a rocking rhythm again, keeping his cock deep. Climaxing always made her so wet, and he just wanted to indulge and enjoy how she felt around him for a while. Nick moaned softly against her lips, one hand passing down the curve of her side to squeeze her hip.
There were times they were impatient and too horny to really take their time, but Addie loved it when they could. Nick always knew how to make her orgasms last, how to draw out those aftershocks deep in her core. He never rushed through sex unless they were in that kind of mood. It was one of the many things she loved and appreciated about him. Some guys were selfish lovers, but it felt like Nick was always more concerned with Addie getting off than himself. Almost instinctively Addie’s hips began to rock up to his and a moan was drawn from her lips. “Feels so good,” she murmured, trailing her fingertips down his spine.
Nick had had plenty of rushed, bad sex in his earlier life, so he felt like he’d gotten most of that out of the way. There were times when passion completely took over, of course, but he mostly felt experienced and mature enough to pace himself. And if he wasn’t lavishing as much pleasure as possible on his partner, what was the point? Especially a partner as hot and fun and gorgeous as Addie. He wanted to keep her coming back for more, after all. “I love being inside you,” he whispered back to her, nuzzling his nose to hers before he kissed her again. Nick let his hips start to gradually pick up the pace, pumping deep into her. It wouldn’t take him long to get to his own climax, and he wasn’t rushing to reach it, but the needy restlessness was building in his body.
Addie groaned and arched against Nick, loving how deep he was thrusting, how it sent spirals of intense heat and pleasure throughout her entire body. Gods, she couldn't get enough of him. Drawing her knees up higher against his sides, she felt him press harder against that delicious spot inside of her and all coherent thought went right out the window. Not that she had a lot of coherent thought to begin with. He was the only man she had been with who made her feel like she was right on the edge of coming again so soon after her first orgasm. Not even her own fingers could do that. Moaning his name, Addie tried to keep her mouth close to his, pressing desperate, breathless kisses to his lips. How had she never known sex could be this good?