Chess tugged on my hair, alternately pulling me from her and pushing me close.Damn, I loved how she couldn’t stay still beneath my touch. Then she grabbed a couple handfuls of my hoodie and grunted, “Off!”
I pulled off her nipple with a little pop as I sat up. Reaching behind my neck, I tugged my hoodie over my head and tossed it to the floor behind me. “This too?” I pointed to my T-shirt.
She growled and I laughed.
My T-shirt landed somewhere on the floor. Then it was my turn for my skin to ripple and shiver beneath her busy fingers as she explored my belly and pecs. Echoing my earlier sentiments, she said, “Finn, you are fucking gorgeous.”
If I hadn’t already been so damn hard, the rasp in her voice, the touch of her hands on my body, and the dark pools of her eyes, which had turned to smoke at seeing me half-naked, would have left me as hard as cement. As it was, I harbored a real fear the fly of my jeans would soon be no match for my cock.
As if she heard my thoughts, Chessly dropped her busy hands to the button of my jeans. With an impish little grin, she asked, “May I?”
“Yes. Please.” My voice sounded rough in my ears.
I might have breathed a sigh of relief when she slowly lowered the zipper, except her knuckles grazed my length, and impossibly, I grew harder.Fuck. I was on fire for this girl.
Covering her hands with mine, I stopped her progress and said the one thing I did not want to say. But it needed to be said. “Are you sure you want to go where this is headed?”
She stared deep into my eyes and said my favorite word in the English language. “Yes.”
In a hot second, I was off the bed and shoving my jeans and boxers off my body and onto the floor. My girl’s eyes rounded when my dick popped free of my clothes, then she got busy with the fly of her jeans. I would have liked a look at her panties, but she lifted her hips and pushed them down her thighs along with her jeans. When she reached her knees, I stepped in and helped her finish undressing. Then I reached a hand to her and pulled her up to stand in front of me.
As bad as I wanted her, I wanted our first time to be epic, something she would remember forever. That meant taking my time with her even though my body was screaming for release right fucking now.
I ran my fingers through her hair and held her as I brushed my lips over hers. She gripped my hips but otherwise didn’t move as I deepened the kiss. Fire licked over my skin as our mouths mimicked what my body longed to do with hers.
Gliding her hands up my sides, she found her way to my pecs then up over my shoulders. When she pressed her glorious body to mine, she left me with no choice but to wrap her in my arms and press her to me, shoulders to thighs. Still, I kept kissing her as my hands roamed the lovely curve of her back. In a perfect world, we could stand here forever kissing and holding each other, absorbing each other. No one I’d ever held had felt as made for me as Chessly Clarke.
Her antics on the bed earlier should have prepared me, but when her thigh came up and brushed the outside of mine on her way to hooking her calf over my hip, I lost a bit of control. Cupping her ass, I urged her to wrap her legs around my waist. When her hot center came into contact with the head of my cock, I let out a curse and stepped closer to the bed. After tearing my mouth from hers, I reached out and jerked the comforter and the blankets down to the foot of the bed. She clung to me as I climbed with her onto the middle of the mattress and settled myself in the most beautiful place in the world: between Chessly’s thighs.
“I’ve been dreaming about this since Homecoming,” I said as I nibbled along the side of her face.
She dragged her nails across the tops of my shoulders, and I kissed my way south to her pretty tits. Those sounds I loved coming from her lips intensified as first I sucked one hard peak into my mouth, giving it loads of attention with my lips and tongue before gently tugging with my teeth. Crying out, she arched up into me, telling me she liked what I was doing. So I repeated it on her other breast.
Rubbing her slick center along my length, she whispered, “Please.”
Oh yeah, I liked that.
Licking and kissing my way down the center of her smooth belly, I headed to my prize. When I reached the apex of her thighs, I stopped for a second to breathe in the heady perfume of her arousal, the scent going straight to my dick. Diving in, I licked and sucked the tight nub of her clit, and her hips went into overdrive as she started to chant my name. I threw my forearm over her, stilling her movements while I redoubled my efforts to drive her right out of her mind.
She added keening sounds to the symphony of moans and whimpers and sighs, her response to my touch driving me wild. I slipped a finger inside her sweet pussy, and her hands shot to my head where she grabbed fistfuls of my hair and tugged.
Thisgirl.
I added another finger to the hot, wet heaven of her body, pumping in and out in rhythm with my tongue on her clit, relishing her taste, her desperate sounds, the pull of my hair in her hands. Without warning she clamped down on my fingers and came apart. Her body bowed as she cried out my name to the ceiling, her fingers clenching and unclenching in my hair. I took a second to grin against her luscious slit. Then I took my time, gently kissing and petting her back down to earth.
I climbed up her body and rested on my forearms on either side of her shoulders. “You liked that?”
Lazily, she grazed her nails up and down my sides. “You couldn’t tell?”
Grinning, I said, “Good, ’cause we’re still in the first half. There’s a lot of fun left on the clock.”
Rolling off her for a second, I pulled open the drawer on the nightstand, retrieved a condom, and wasted no time suiting up.
“I would have done that for you.” She pouted.
“Next time.”
I kissed and nipped my way up her thighs—first one, until I reached the sensitive crease where it met her hip, then the other. All the while, I ghosted my fingers over her luscious pussy until she let out a growl and tugged on my hair—hard.
