“You can count tonight as a real date,” I say. “I wish I could have taken you to dinner or a movie.”
She puts her hand on my cheek. “This is perfect. I wouldn’t want anything different. It’s a perfect first date.”
“Do you want it to end? I can take you home whenever you want.”
She touches her lips to mine. “I don’t want it to end, Colt.” She kisses me harder. “Definitely not.”
My eyes fix on hers as I unbutton her cut-offs. I drag the zipper down as slowly as I can, but she lets out a little breathy sigh and shifts closer to me. She lifts her hips and I lower her shorts so she can kick them off.
I cup her over her panties. She shuts her eyes and bites down hard on her lip.
“I can stop,” I say quietly.
“No,” she says into the night air. “Don’t stop.”
My hands are shaking as I hook my thumbs under her panties and pull them down. When she’s completely bare to me, she opens her eyes. Her gaze is wide and vulnerable, her green eyes showing so much emotion.
“You’re so beautiful.” I lean forward and run my tongue along the seam of her mouth.
She opens immediately, and for the next few minutes, all we do is kiss. Even though she’s completely naked, I don’t run my hands all over her like I’m dying to. But when she nips at my lip, our make-out session turns frenzied. I run my hand down her body, stroking her nipples until she moans. She reaches for me, pulling me on top of her.
I’m so hard, and I feel like my cock is going to break out of my jeans as she lifts her hips, begging for the friction. I rub my erection against her core, slowly at first, but she clearly wants more. So I give it to her, grinding into her with everything I have.
I’m barely aware of her fingernails digging into my back, and when I dip my head to suck on her neck, she calls out my name. Christ, I could come from this. With my jeans still on, this girl is turning me on like never before.
She reaches for the waistband of my jeans, and together we practically rip my pants off. She braces herself on her elbows and stares at my dick straining through my boxer briefs.
“You want to see?” I ask her, my tone coming out hoarse.
She gives a quick nod.
I’m not used to doing any kind of strip tease, but everything about being with Sky is different. Her eyes darken to the color of a pine forest as I peel off my underwear. She straightens up off her elbows and leans forward. And I forget everything but the feel of her hands on me.
Her touch is innocent, and her hands tremble as she runs them up and down my erection.
“Do you have protection?” she asks me, the question shaky with lust.
Shit.
Fuck.
I drag my lips down her neck and kiss her soft skin before lifting my head to meet her hot gaze.
“I don’t. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. But we should stop.” Her voice is thick with disappointment. “You know what? It’s probably a sign anyway. I don’t know what I was thinking.”
“Sky.” I run one finger down between her breasts, over her belly button, and between her thighs.
She shudders as I coat my finger in her wetness.
“Let me taste you. Please.”
Her eyes are so green they’re blazing. “I…”
“I promise I’ll make you feel so good.” Now my thumb is involved, and I nibble her ear. “I swear, Sky, you’ll never forget me. I’ll make sure of it.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of,” she murmurs. She pulls away from me, and I swear I see tears in her eyes.
