We lay over the sheets, and I went down on him, knowing he was relaxed enough to let me open new doors for him. I refused to hear the word no and licked and teased him until he rolled his head back and the contraction of his thighs shook my shoulders. He was loose and docile then, and I moved up to push myself into him. There was no more resistance.
We made love for hours.
It was nearing midnight and I was weak as a kitten. We’d gotten a little crazy, even rough, in bed.
“Oh, man,” Davinder said, “I need a cigarette badly.”
I looked over at him. “Light up, I don’t care.”
“Too lazy to get them.” He snorted a laugh and kissed my lips. “I’ll make you dinner if you go get mea glass of water and a smoke.”
“Better yet, I’ll get you your poison and a take-out menu.” I rolled out of bed and stumbled out of the room naked. I got his cigarettes and a glass of water, found a few take-out menus, and came back withthose. I slipped into bed again. “What do you feel like?”