What If? III

"You think I'm sexy." she joked a little as she kissed the corner of his mouth gently.

"No, I know you're sexy." he smirked as he kissed her neck lightly.

"Hm, what do you find sexy about me?" She grinned, wrapping her arms around him.

"I find everything sexy about you." he said as he continued to kiss her neck. "Like when you get upset or mad, you do this cute pout all the time." he smirked. "And when we're together at night, with no baby to bother us, the movements you make when I cause you to moan or come are fucking sexy as hell." he told her. "And how when I kiss this spot right here, you start to squirm because you love when I start to kiss you here and you know that I'll start kissing all over."

She bit her lip and let out a small moan at the way that he talked to her, running her fingers through his hair. "Are you gonna kiss it now?"

"Mhm, nice and slow." he said as he started to kiss down her neck.

She did start to squirm against him, tilting her head back before him.

He smirked to himself a bit as he rolled over a little more, starting to kiss over her collarbone. The last few times they slept together, they didn't take their time. They missed each other way too much for that. However, tonight Punk wanted to take his time and show just how much he loved her.

She let out a small moan and moved on her back for him when he rolled them over. She didn't get the memo that they were taking it slow, so as soon as she was on her back she was reaching for his shirt. They'd been practically ripping each other's clothes off before tonight.

He pulled away to allow her to take off his shirt but when it was off, "tonight, I'm going to take my time with you." he said as he went to pull her shirt off, so he could kiss over her chest.

She allowed him to take her shirt off and nodded at what he said, letting her head fall back when he started to kiss her chest.

He took his time kissing over her chest and breasts for a few, then he started to make his way down her stomach and went to pull her pants and panties down as well.

She lifted her hips and helped him take her bottoms off before running her fingers through his hair.

He kissed over her hip dents and threw her bottoms to the side. He then lifted her legs to go over his shoulders so he could kiss the inside of her thighs.

She settled her legs gently over his shoulders and watched him, biting her lip anxiously.

He took his time, like he said and left kisses as he kissed down the inside of her thighs. He went over to the other leg and did the same, then he gently put his mouth over her.

The longer he stalled and kissed her, the more anxious she got. When he finally put his mouth over her, she let out whimper and let her head hit the pillows, settling her hands over his shoulders.

He used his tongue on her, taking his time in making sure to please her.

"Oh God." she moaned out, digging her nails into his shoulders slightly, arching her back.

He continued and slipped a finger into her, moving it in and out of her gently.

She squeezed her legs a little tighter around his head and whimpered again, feeling herself starting to tense.

"You're gonna come, aren't you Lacy?" he asked as he removed his mouth from her and slipped in another finger.

"Please let me," she begged him softly,digging her nails into his shoulders even more.

He growled a bit and would allow her. "Go ahead." he told her.

After a few moments, she threw her head back again and let her legs tense on his shoulders as she cried out softly, burying the side of her face in the pillows to muffle herself (Braaandon's there) as she let go.