“Good times.” He made a stumbling effort to his room. It took longer than expected, longer than his ego approved of, to change into a pair of wonderfully clean and dry sweats. He was already lying down when she knocked on his door. “Yeah.” He answered.
“Here you go. It’s chamomile, so it should help relax you.”
David opened his eyes and found she’d changed, as well, and was wearing an over-sized T-shirt and what to him looked like skimpy boxer shorts. She sat on the edge of the bed, held out two pills and handed him the mug.
“Awesome. Thanks.” He took the pills but nearly choked on the tea. “Gah! Tastes like Calliope’s herb garden.” David set the mug on the narrow shelf by his bed.
Bonnie grinned, then poked a finger gently against his forehead and pushed his head back. “Go to sleep.” She stood up to go, but he caught her wrist.
“Don’t go.”
“But you need-” She began.
He looked at her, and even though he knew it was a mistake, he couldn’t release her hand.
“Don’t go. Stay. Just…stay.”
“All right. Just let me clean up a few things-”
“Now, Bonnie.” He scooted over, pulled her down beside him. “Just stay with me. For a little while.”
He hoped she would. He reveled in being beside her, catching that beautiful fragrance in her hair.
“You’ll get cold,” she whispered.
“Not with you here,” he whispered back. “Not ever with you.” He closed his eyes, at peace, finally, and let sleep take him.
—————-
David woke up two hours later, and groaned. He touched his head. He still felt pain there but it was much better. He stretched, trying not to wake Bonnie who lay close to him…So fucking close. His eyes adjusted to the dim light in the room and he reached for her. He had intended to wrap his hands around her waist and pull her close, but her oversized shirt had been rolled up in her sleep and was now it was in folds against her chest.
David grunted as his hands touched soft skin instead of fabric. He knew he should pull away but he didn’t… he couldn’t. Instead, he pulled her closer so her back was pressed against his chest. Still asleep, she sighed and snuggled closer to him. Her body moved against his, her butt subbing intimately against his dick and he grabbed her waist to still her, but he couldn’t stop himself from having a full blown erection.
“Fuck…” he groaned.
She clearly wasn’t in a deep sleep because she woke up that instant and turned around so she would face him, but she didn’t put any distance in between them. His hands were still around her and she gently cupped his face in her hands.
” Are you feeling alright, David?” she asked with concern.
“Yeah I am” David replied, trying to keep his voice and throbbing penis under control. “Go back to sleep”
She didn’t say a word and David hoped that she wouldn’t notice his boner, but he knew that was impossible because it was hard as a rock and rubbing against her lap. When she suddenly reached out and rubbed the tip through his pants, he jerked.
“I’m sorry” he said, clearly embarrassed.
“Nothing to be sorry about” Bonnie whispered. “I like how it feels”
She rubbed his penis again. Her touch more confident this time, and he sucked in a breath. When she reached inside his pants and stroked him, he rolled, putting her beneath him, and cupped one satiny breast. “Bonnie…. I want you.”
“That’s alright. I want you too–”
“Hmmmm.” He groaned. He felt some pain in his head, but he didn’t mind. Nothing mattered at the moment except the woman moving seductively beneath him. He pulled her shirt off her, then bent and took a nipple into his mouth.
“David, wait…” she said with a groan.
“Can’t.”
“Your head… You need to feel better first….”
“This helps,” he said. He gently sucked while pulling off her shorts. He pressed his hand between her thighs. She was warm and soft, her springy curls already damp.
Bonnie waylaid him by catching his wrist. “David ? There’s something I always wanted to try.”
Breathing hard, David forced himself to stop. It wasn’t easy when he ached with the need for release. “What?”
“This.” He let her push him to his back. Her breasts were against his chest, one of her legs between his. Her hair hung loose, silky soft and tousled. “Don’t move.”
He watched her as she gently helped him take off his clothes, then moved towards groin, intent on her task. He could feel her breath and it made him moan. She blinked at him in surprise. “I haven’t even touched you yet.” she said.
“I know.” It was a miracle he could string those two words together. Her hair tickled across his abdomen, his thighs. She looked down at his cock and smiled. In the next instant, she had him in her small, soft hand, gently squeezing. “Is this what you want?”
His groan mixed with a laugh. “I want you anyway I can have you.”
“Would you like me to kiss you?” His vision narrowed; every muscle in his body clenched.
He said, “Yes,” although he doubted she meant what he wanted her to mean. His body arched in delicious pleasure. “Oh God.”
Her mouth was warm, damp, her tongue curious. David caught her head in his big hands and guided her, urging her to swallow more of him, raising his hips to help her with that. Her small sound of wonder vibrated along his shaft, and his fingers clenched. He’d dreamed about this, about the prim Bonnie Rimmer giving him head–and enjoying it. The reality beat the fantasy all to hell and back.
For several minutes she drove him crazy, tasting, teasing, humming again. Finally, she lifted away and David’s heart swelled at the evidence of her excitement. Her eyes glowed with heat, her cheeks were flushed. “You taste good, David,” she said in wonder.
David curled a hand around her thigh. He needed to come. He needed to be inside her. “So do you.”
They stared at each other for a long moment before Bonnie bent to press one last innocent kiss to the head of his erection. David watched her straddle his thighs.
He checked it with her fascinated gaze never wavering, then pulled her over him. “Now what, babe?”
“Now I want to do it like this, with me on top.”