It's the sun streaming through the window that wakes me in the morning. There's a small body nestled in between my arms and without opening my eyes, I squeeze it a little tighter and smile at the little squeak that answers.
"Mm," she says, wriggling so I release my tight grasp.
I open my eyes and look down to see Selene's sleepy face staring right back at me. Her hair is messy and her eyes are swollen, and she looks so adorable in this moment that it makes my heart twinge. "Morning," I say, my voice low from sleep.
"Mm," she yawns and closes her eyes again, burrowing her face into my chest.
"Hey, wake up," I say with a smile, pulling away and then lifting the blankets off of her. She draws in on herself from the chill of the morning air and her eyes spring open so she's looking at me with a grumpy expression.
"It's cold! Give it back." She reaches out to try to grab the edge of the blanket I'm holding out of reach, but stops when she looks at my face and sees what I'm looking at.
She flushes, sitting up in a rush and covering herself as best as she can, but not before the sight of her curves makes my body start pumping blood into a certain part of my body. I support my upper body on an elbow, taking liberties with looking up and down her body despite her embarrassed little protests.
"I don't know, you look pretty good like this."
Her cheeks are still red and she gestures at me, markedly not looking anywhere but into my eyes. "Maybe you should cover up."
Now I get up, too, trying not to make a big deal of how my erection bobs to greet her. She gives a squeal of surprise as I hook an arm around her waist and swing her under me so she's lying on her stomach.
"There's nothing I need to cover up." I say, sitting with my legs on either side of her thighs, not making a big deal of when my cock brushes against her.
"Eryx!" She says, laughter in her voice as she reprimands me. I ignore her, opting to instead sink my fingers into the heft of her soft ass.
I smack it lightly and she yelps, wiggling so the fat of her ass jiggles. I lay down on top of her so my chest is pressing against her back, completely aware of my cock pressing against her body and the plush cushion of her bottom.
"Oh," she says, presumably at the feeling of my hardness pressing into her ass.
"Oh," I repeat after her mockingly before sweeping her hair to a side and pressing my lips into the nape of her neck.
"Oh." She says again, this time the sound coming out in a rushed breath. I work my lips and tongue softly against her and I feel her hips moving again, which in turn stimulates my cock. I redouble my efforts, sliding my fingers into her hair and gently tugging on her locks.
Selene lets out a moan from deep within her chest, protesting, "Eryx, please!"
Her sweet sounds are an aphrodisiac, compounding with the morning's testosterone that's provoked my libido.
"Mm," I bury my face into the little space between her ear and shoulder, and I feel the shiver that runs through her body. I'm getting so heated now, the only thought on my mind to feel her soft flesh wrapped around my cock.
I slide a hand between our bodies and move it up between her legs to find her already wet. "Shit." I whisper, sucking hard on her neck. Her hips keep moving under me and I relish in the little gasps she give.
"Eryx!" She exclaims, and when she squirms under me to throw me off, it arouses me to no end. My instinct is to throw a hand over her mouth and sink into her silky tightness until she stops protesting, but I allow her to pull away from me. She scoots back so there's a bit of space between us, and she gives me a little push on the shoulder. Her face is flushed and I can see the arousal written on her own face even as she hugs an arm around her naked chest. "It's a little early for that."
"Never too early to get my woman to cum." I hope that my apprehension isn't too obvious. I'm testing her with my words, but I'm just left with a sense of satisfaction when I see her taking in my words without any comment. If anything, I just see her blanch a little bit at my crude language.
"It's probably... I think it's time for us to go," she says.
"Okay. Right." I say, slightly distracted from all the blood pooled in my crotch. "Time to go."
She sighs, pressing her lips together so they turn white, and shifts her legs a bit. When she speaks, her voice is a bit soft and shaky. I can hear the embarrassment as she talks, her signature not-making-eye-contact in full force. "Maybe later... We can."
I smooth down some of her hair with a smile. "You don't have to negotiate anything if you don't want to do anything."
"Not like- I don't mean that," she says hastily. Her eyes finally settle on mine. "It was nice."
As soon as she says it, she buries her face in her hands.
"It was nice," I say in agreement with a grin. I let her sit, mortified, and get up. "Come on, let's get ready to leave."
As we wash up and prepare to leave, things mostly feel lighthearted. I can tell when she remembers the events of last night because she gets flushed and nervous, wringing her hands and refusing to make eye contact with me. Of course, given my own sexual past, I don't feel the same embarrassment that I can tell is agitating her.
When she gets like that, I can't help but be reminded of our passion yesterday. Her words run through my mind, a reminder of the change in dynamic between us:
"I've always wanted you, too!"
I can hear it in that breathy tone of hers when she's aroused.
On our way out we purchase quite a bit of fresh bread and fruit from the same woman from the evening before. As she slides the parcels of goods across the counter to my waiting hands I notice the little smirk on her face. She definitely knows what happened yesterday, I think, and as I shepherd Selene out the door I feel the weight of the woman's knowing gaze on my back.
We retrieve my horse from the stable and I flip the groom another coin, who gives a bow in the Sorrean fashion. My horse looks better than he has for days, with his coat glossy and groomed. As always, I help Selene up first before getting on.
As we start on our half-day's journey back to Selene's home I feel that she's lost in thought. I wonder if it's the look of the woman from the inn, that Selene noticed it and is now dying of embarrassment inside.
"You're okay?" I ask.
She sighs. "Just, you know. Thinking of everything."
I feel silly. Of course it's not that. I'd somehow forgotten about everything that's been happening, the only thing on my mind the passion we shared yesterday night.
