He looks down at my chest. I watch as his left hand moves up to my waist. I feel its warmth as it moves up over my ribs to right below my right breast. “Can I touch you, Becklyn?” His voice…gah… is soft and husky. Sexy. Unbelievably sexy. There’s a little shakiness to it as well that makes this moment so much better than anything I ever imagined. It’s like he’s turned on and nervous.
Just like me.
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Lucky
“Yes. Touch me, Lucky.”
Reaching out, I let my fingers skim over her bra. Once. Twice.
“Lucky.” Becklyn’s voice is husky.
“Feel good?”
“Yessss.”
I move my hand to the other side and repeat the touch. With two fingers, I pinch her, not hard. The move makes Becklyn squeak, so I stop. “Did that hurt?”
Her head shakes back and for. “No. Do it again.”
“Fuck.” My side hurts, but I don’t give two fucks. I get to her fast. My mouth is on hers in a searing kiss. I’m so fucking turned on, I’m about to lose my shit right here, like a fourteen-year-old boy.
I swear, I’ve never been this turned on.
My tongue is in her mouth, sweeping and searching—for what, I’m not sure. All I know is she tastes sweet. Not like candy but like a rich dessert. I move my mouth to the side of her neck and whisper in her ear, “I need to touch you, Becklyn.”
“Yes. Do it.”
I’ve got her pretty pink bra pushed down beneath her breasts a second later. I take a moment to look. To stare. “Fuck.” Her tits are what dreams are made of—full and round andJesus… Bending, I take one into my mouth and suckle. “So fucking sweet,” I say as I move to her other one. She’s arching into me, her fingers running through my wet hair.
“I fucking need you, Becklyn.”
“Yes.” Her leg wraps around my left side, and her center presses up against my painfully hard dick.
She’s… she’s everything I’ve ever imagined, only better. But this can’t go much further. Not this time. I can make her feel good, though. Kissing her neck, I slide my hand down from her breast to her stomach. “Your skin is so soft.” It comes out as a whisper, partly because I’m reveling in the feel of her. The feel of her is… amazing. It’s more than just her skin. I don’t ever remember anyone else making me feel so charged, like there’s electricity running between us. As my fingertips push just beneath the edge of her jeans, I pause and look into her eyes.
She nods slightly.
I use three fingers and undo the button. Next, I grab the zipper tab and slowly drag it down. The room is silent except for the erotic sound of the zipper.
I place my palm on her lower abdomen and slide it down. Down beneath the elastic of her panties to her center. “Wet,” I mumble as I take her mouth again. Jesus, the word “plunder” comes to mind. I want to be deep inside her. All of her. Her mouth, her cunt. Knowing she’s untouched—okay, assuming she’s untouched—is driving me insane. “Am I the only one who’s touched you like this, Becklyn?”Please say yes. Please…
“Yes.”
“Fuck.” I groan in her ear as I suckle her lobe into my mouth. “So wet.” Using my middle finger, I circle her clit once, twice, three times. Her body is moving with me. She’s pressing closer. “You want me, baby?”
“Yes. I want you, Lucky.”
“Gonna make you come now. Okay?” I know she’s close. She’s moving faster, and her breathing has gotten out of control. Pressing a finger inside, I’m careful to be gentle, moving it in, then out. My thumb swirls around her clit, placing pressure there on each pass.
“Lucky. God,” she says, throwing her head back. I take the opportunity to latch onto her neck. Probably leaving a mark. “Yes,” she cries. “Don’t stop.”
“Never.”
Pumping into her three more times, I feel her tighten around my finger. She’s squeezing me so much, all I can think about is what that’s going to feel like when it’s my cock inside of her. Imagining that makes me dizzy.
No. I need to focus on her. On her pulsing around my finger. On her face. It’s flushed. On her mouth, her lips open, and on her eyes. They’re dilated and hooded.
