She laughs. “No. I partied too much in high school for that.”
“Not in college?”
“I dropped out of college in my freshman year. I had to help my mom with Roses.”
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine.” She waves me off, sitting up straighter. “I had no idea what I was going to do with my life anyway. I was just wasting money.”
I exit the highway and pull down her street. I stop in her driveway, get out, and open her door. We walk side by side to her door. She pulls out her keys and unlocks it, then pushes it open.
“I had a great time tonight,” I tell her as she turns to face me.
She smiles and runs her hand down my shirt. “It doesn’t have to be over.”
My cock instantly hardens, and I swallow a growl. “April…”
She steps into me. “I’m an adult, Kyle.” She uses my real name, reminding me she’s looked me up. Only Bones calls me that, and only when he’s pissed at me. “I’m a woman. I know what I want. Do you?”
I cup her face, pulling her into me. “I do,” I say before pressing my lips to hers.
She moans into my mouth as I lift her off her feet. Her legs wrap around my waist as I step inside and slam the front door shut with my shoe.
“Where to?” I ask, pulling away from her mouth.
“Up the stairs. Last door on the right,” she rushes out.
I make my way up the stairs and enter her bedroom. She reaches over and flips the lights on, and I lick my lips. I like a woman who isn’t shy. I’ve been dying to look at her body. To touch her skin.
She wiggles out of my hold and stands before me as I rip my shirt over my head and toss it to the floor. Her hands go to my bare chest, and she trails her fingers down my body until they reach my jeans. She undoes my belt as I kick off my shoes.
I grab her dress and yank it off her, leaving her in nothing but a black lace bralette and matching thong with her heels on. “You’re perfect,” I say, sweeping my gaze over her. She doesn’t have any tattoos, but her belly button is pierced with a black bar capped with a purple ball on the end.
She slides my black boxer briefs down my thighs and licks her lips, staring at my hard cock and the barbell pierced through the end. I hiss in a breath when she wraps her hand around the base and jerks on it, forcing me closer to her. My hands go to her hair, gripping it between my fingers to yank her head back. She whimpers, and I bury my face in her neck, sucking on her skin.
“God.” She moans, stroking her hand up and down my cock. Then she suddenly pulls away and slams her hands on my chest, pushing me onto her bed.
I didn’t expect her to be aggressive like this, but I like it. I love a woman who knows what she wants and goes for it.
She crawls between my legs and wraps her lips around my cock while she looks up at me.
“Fuck, April.” I slide my hand into her hair again. My eyes lock with hers as she swallows my cock like she’s done it a million times.
My hips thrust upward while she opens her throat for me and lets me fuck it. I get more forceful. Tears fill her beautiful ice-blue eyes and streak down her gorgeous face, smearing her black eyeliner that I love so much.
I sit up, placing my left arm behind me on the bed to help prop me up while the right one stays in her hair, controlling her head. The wet sound of my cock sliding in and out of her mouth fills the room while she moans around it.
“Fuuuck,” I groan as my balls tighten.
I yank her head off me and flip her onto her back. I don’t want to come in her mouth. Not yet.
Still gasping from my cock in her mouth, she opens her legs for me, and I rip her thong off before gliding two fingers through her shaved pussy, confirming what I already knew—she’s soaked. I shove my arms underneath her knees, spreading her legs wide, and slide my cock into her.
She cries out and slaps my chest. I grab the inside of her elbows and pin her arms down to her sides as I start to move. She looks up at me with heavy eyes and parted lips, face smeared with makeup.
The bed hits the wall as our bodies slap, covered in sweat. She throws her head back, crying out as her pussy tightens around me, and I realize this is the first time in a long time I’ve had sex when I wasn’t high or wasted. I forgot what it felt like not to be in a drug-induced haze. To actually feel a woman come undone.
She closes her eyes, and her body shakes beneath mine. I raise her arms above her head and lean down to capture her lips with mine, swallowing her moans and cries of pleasure.
