He honestly didn’t know whether he should apologize to her for it, or act as if it weren’t there. He hadn’t gotten hard from kissing a woman in his adult life. The last time was when he was a teenager in high school.
Jalen shifted again, and Rohan felt his dick jump slightly. He assumed she was checking to see if she had actually felt what she thought she had. He figured getting her off his lap would be for the best.
However, as he placed his hands on her hips, preparing to move her. She shifted again; this time, he could feel the weight behind it. The way she dropped her hips and rolled them.Oh, she’s doing this on purpose.
His hands on her waist tightened, and he stopped her from being able to move. Because while he enjoyed it, he didn’t want anything to happen that would make her uncomfortable. And honestly, it would take all of his willpower to stop if she got him started.
It had been a while since Rohan had been with anyone, and his body, along with his mind, was attracted to Jalen. That was a deadly combination for him. When he was only attracted to the physical, he had a tendency to make sure they were both satisfied, as he should.
When he was attracted to a woman’s body and mind, he had this undeniable need to ruin them for any other man that might come after him. To give them everything they wanted, everything he had, and then give them more. Make them take more. To brand every inch of them with his mark.
“Baby, you good?” he questioned.
Jalen bit her bottom lip and nodded. He made the mistake of loosening his grip on her waist, and she rolled her hips again. He gripped her waist again.
He pulled her closer to him as he leaned in, placing his lips to her ear. “For your sake, I’d stop that.”
Rohan bit her earlobe, causing a small gasp to come from her before he pulled away, locking eyes with hers. Her pupils were blown, and he wondered if her body was always this sensitive, because he’d done absolutely nothing yet. Or if it had been a while since she’d last had any.
“I...I’m sorry,” Jalen said, dropping her arms from his shoulders. “I don’t know what I was…” she trailed off. “I’ll be right back.”
She went to slide off his lap, but that only served to have her sliding against his dick through his slacks, and he groaned.
“Stay,” he told her. He was fully aware of the reason she was trying to run off. He had no problem helping her with it. Rohan released the left side of her waist, and his hand went between them, moving the shorts of her romper to the side. “Tell me to stop, or let me keep going.”
He gave her a minute to decide, and when she said nothing, he knew exactly what she’d chosen.
His hand slipped into her bottoms, and his finger skimmed over her panties. They were wet, and he was honestly surprised that her romper wasn’t as well. He just knew that she would soak his fingers.
He slipped his fingers into her panties, and he groaned. Why did she have to be dripping like that? While he had planned on getting her off, he didn’t want to push it too far. So, he decided that this time he’d simply stimulate her clit.
He began to slowly rub her clit, and it immediately pulled a moan from her. Rohan felt his fingers getting slick with her juices, and he had barely touched her yet.
Leaning in, he kissed her again. This time, it was more demanding. While it wasn’t slow like before, it also wasn’t frenzied. He felt her move against his finger, and he figured she wanted him to speed up.
He did just that, his free hand going to the back of her neck. It only took a few more seconds before her legs shook, and he knew she was about to cum.
“Fuck!” she exclaimed, pulling away from the kiss as she found her release, and he could have sworn that he felt her gush.
Slowly, he pulled his fingers from her as he released her neck. His eyes locked with hers, he slipped the finger he’d been rubbing her clit with into his mouth, licking her juices from it. He then licked his other fingers that had gotten wet simply by being in her panties.
Her eyes widened for a moment, and Rohan was sure she was probably blushing. She then hopped off his lap before he could say anything and went down the hall quickly.
He chuckled to himself, thinking of anything he could to make his dick go down. After a few minutes, he’d accomplished the task partially. It was another minute before she returned, and he was sure she’d changed panties since hers were soaked through.
“Rohan, I am so—”
“Why are you about to apologize?” he asked, cutting her off.
“I didn’t mean to...and then I just left you like...oh my gosh.”
“Baby, don’t worry about it. Believe me, I enjoyed it, and as long as you don’t regret it, we’re all good.”
“I don’t regret it.”
“Then we’re fine,” he told her, even though he was still semi-hard, and it was uncomfortable. “Where’s your bathroom?” he inquired, and she directed him to it.
“I can...you know, if you want,” she told him, gesturing with her hand.
