Her expression softens as she reaches up, cupping my cheek. “You’re really something, Callan Hunt.”
“You’re really something too, Astrid Nevan,” I say before my lips claim hers in a deep kiss that enflames all the blood in my veins. I keep my lower body on the bed as I kiss her, not wanting to stab her with my erection even though I’m sure she’s already noticed I’m sporting one. It’s not like these bottoms hide much.
I almost fly off the bed when her hand touches my cock over the material. “I could help you to relax even more,” she whispers in my ear.
My cock is totally down with that plan. “You don’t need to do that.”
“I want to,” she softly says, peering deep into my eyes.
“Have you done that before?” I hate having to ask because I genuinely do not want to know, but she’s innocent, and I won’t corrupt her.
She nods, and bile travels up my throat as images of her touching that prick Joe pop into my head. I force those hideous thoughts away, focusing on the here and now. She’s with me, and that loser is in her past. “Only if you let me make you come too,” I say, nipping at her jaw.
“Okay.”
I walk to the window and look outside. My parents took advantage of the fact Erin is sleeping over at the Nevans’ tonight, and they stopped off at a restaurant after the game. I don’t thinkthey’ll be home for a while yet, but I scan the road for any sign of their car before I flip the lock on my bedroom door to be on the safe side.
When I turn around, Astrid has removed her jeans, and she’s sitting cross-legged on my bed, looking at me like she wants me to strip her naked and worship every inch of her body.
My cock jerks as I move toward the bed, crawling up beside her. I grip her face, brushing my lips against hers once, twice, three times. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.” Her hand lands on my bare chest. “Are you? Is your head still hurting?”
“Only a little, and yes.” I kiss her again. “Lie back down.” My mouth waters as she stretches out, and my gaze tracks up every inch of her smooth, tan legs. A visual of wrapping them around my head while I eat her out invades my mind, but I don’t want to jump too fast. Kissing her more passionately, I pull our bodies flush together on our sides as I trail one hand up and down her back, then lower, squeezing her ass through her knickers, and trailing my fingers along the backs of her thighs.
Astrid pivots her hips, thrusting her pussy against my dick as she clings to my shoulders and spears her tongue into my mouth. I move my hips and legs back, creating space between our bodies, so I can hook my fingers in her knickers and push them aside. I keep kissing her as I part her folds and sink one finger inside her. Damn. She’s soft, warm, and tight, and my cock leaks precum as I move my finger slowly in and out of her. Astrid whimpers into my mouth, and I break our lip-lock to check in with her. “Is this okay?”
“Yes,” she says, panting. “Please don’t stop. I need to?—”
“I know what you need, beautiful.” I look down, watching my finger drive in and out of her cunt, and it’s everything. My dick jerks, demanding attention.
“I want to touch you,” she says, palming my hard-on again.
“Take me out.” I lift my hips so she can drag my tracksuit bottoms down to my thighs, freeing my hard length.
Her fingers wrap around me, and I pulse in her hand. “Fuck.”
My mouth crashes down on hers as she strokes my cock, and I add another finger to her pussy.
We kiss and kiss as we pleasure one another, and I know I won’t last long. I’ve been imagining touching her like this for months, and now it’s happening, I can’t control myself. Using my thumb, I rub circles on her clit while my fingers move faster inside her. Her grip tightens on my dick as she picks up her pace. She cries out when she falls over the ledge first, her fingers stalling on my cock as her hips buck and jerk, and her cum coats my fingers.
She looks at me with lust in her eyes, watching as I lick her juices from my fingers. “That’s my new favorite taste,” I rasp, chuckling when she throws herself at me. Astrid tackles me flat on my back, kissing me wildly as her hand moves up and down my cock with renewed determination. It doesn’t take long before I’m jerking ropes of cum all over my stomach and her fingers.
We lie on our backs, heads turned to the side, staring at one another as we both take a moment to let what just happened sink in. “Are you okay?”
“I’m perfect,” she whispers, lifting her hand to her face and tentatively tasting my cum on her fingers.
I watch in fascination as she slowly licks her fingers clean.
Fuck me, but my dick is getting hard again watching the pleasure she’s taking from tasting me.
“I’ve never tasted cum before,” she whispers, looking at her hand curiously.
“What’s the verdict?”
She looks me dead in the eyes and says, “I like it a lot more than I thought I would. I think I could become addicted.”
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