After the first time tonight, I was surprised when the second quickly followed. When I tried to catch my breath, he kissed a path down my body and feasted on me until I screamed. When my lungs were still burning, aching, matching the throbbing between my legs, he thrust inside me a third time. Now, how he’s ready to go again, I will never know.

“I love… um, sunsets.”

“Wendy,” he groans, his face falling into the crook of my neck in frustration.

“I love… watching the sunrise.”

“Darling,” he pulls back, a mischievous gleam in his eye. “You’ve been warned. I won’t tell you twice.”

Smiling, I reach up, touch his face, and concede. “I love a boy named, Peter.” My heart beats faster as his smile grows. “Because he taught me the best things begin and end with him. With us.”

“Always.”

He rolls us over so that I’m sitting on top of him, his impressive length sliding up between my folds. I bite my lip. I’m so beautifully sore, I’m not sure how I’ll get out of bed tomorrow. But if staying in bed lets me keep Peter, I see no issue with my predicament.

“I can get used to this view,” he smirks, his large hands raising to mold my breasts. His thumb grazes across my nipple and I stifle a moan. His nostrils flare as his eyes grow wide with need. Rising up off the bed, he takes my nipple in his mouth and sucks down gently, rolling the other between his fingertips.

“I can get used to the way you, what did you say?” I gasp out as he sucks down harder, “Worship my body?”

“If only you knew how long I’ve been waiting to idolize you this way.” He rolls us back over so that he’s in control once again. Grabbing my wrists, he pins them above my head and leans in close with a grin. “The things I think about when it comes to you are sinful, Darling.”

“Hm,” I tempt him, raising my hips and acting like I can take more than what I’m willing. “I’ve been waiting for you to take me even longer than you think.” He cocks his head to the side and smirks. “I think I can take all the sinful things you’re thinking of and more. Because, Peter, guarantee I’ve thought of them too.”

In one swift move, he flips me onto my belly and grips my hair, pulling my head back gently. “There isn’t a place on this body that I don’t plan to memorize,” he growls in my ear, his finger tracing down my spine. Wetness grows as he reaches my backside and I suck in a breath when he trails his finger down further. “There isn’t a place I don’t want to put my cock.”

“Peter, I…”