I already stripped her naked and buried my face between her legs after one addictive kiss. If I hadn’t stopped myself when she reached for my cock, I would’ve fucked her, no question.
This isn’t a hookup. I’m going to do this differently with her.
She deserves to be treated right. I want to go slow at her pace so she’s comfortable.
“You look good in this picture.” Her shy, warm tone does things to me.
I can’t resist any longer. Pressing off the wall, I close the distance between us, wrapping my arms around her from behind. Lifting her chin, I capture her mouth in a languid kiss.
After a moment, I maneuver us to the bed. I drop down to sit on the edge, pulling her with me so she lands with a knee on either side of my lap.
She breaks away to slip off her glasses, reaching for the nightstand. I help since I have a longer reach, setting them safely out of the way.
“That’s better,” she says.
“No, this is better.” I pull her back in and slant my lips over hers, mumbling against her mouth. “Much better.”
She hums, winding her arms around my shoulders. My hands roam down her sides, then beneath her sweater to grasp her waist. I love the way each touch makes her kiss me more urgently. She’s so responsive, straining against me while soft noises of pleasure escape her.
If she keeps grinding on me like that, I’m going to flip her over, pin her to the bed, and make her scream my name again with my cock filling her up.
Shit. As much as I want to tear her clothes off and explore every inch of her, I have to take this at a steady pace.
What counts as slow? The concept has been lost to me.
I speak against her plush lips. “Do you know how badly I want to spread you out on this bed?” Her breath hitches. I trail my mouth to find her ear. “All I can think about is how much I want to taste you again. I want to spend hours with my tongue inside your pussy.”
Lainey shudders, hips bucking. My fingers dig into her hips and a rumble builds in my chest.
“Please,” she whimpers, seeking me out for another heady kiss.
I give her what she needs for a moment, then pull back. “We’re not alone and the walls are thinner in this old house than they are in the dorms. Can you be quiet?”
She nods. “I don’t care. Please touch me. Do anything to me, Alex.”
I rake my teeth across my lower lip and release a ragged breath. “God, baby. You’re driving me crazy with all those pretty sounds you make.”
Sliding my hand from her hip to her ass, I tease my fingers between her legs. She arches back, giving me better access. I smirk at the damp spot on her leggings from just grinding on my erection. Each graze of my fingertips causes her to shiver.
She tips her head back, baring her throat to me. I lean forward and pepper it with open-mouthed kisses.
I stretch out against the mattress on my back, encouraging her to come with me while she straddles me. She braces her hands on my shoulders.
Finding the waistband of her leggings, I push them down to expose her ass. She bites her lip, eyelashes fluttering from the cool air hitting her flushed skin. I trace patterns across her ass with my fingertips, then pet her through her panties until she presses back in a silent plea for more.
With a deft move, I tug her underwear aside and glide two fingers through her slick folds. She trembles, tiny cries and moans catching in her throat the longer I tease her.
“So wet for me. Do you want more?”
“Yes.”
My fingers circle her hole a few times to get her ready before I sink one inside. She’s tight, but her pussy is dripping so much that it helps ease the way. The reactions flickering across her features are beautiful. I want more of them, working my finger deeper and curling it.
“Oh!” Her hands scrabble at my shirt.
I give her hip a squeeze with my other hand. “Keep rocking your hips, baby. Use me to make your clit feel good while I fuck you with my fingers.”
Blonde hair swings down to create a curtain around her face. I tuck it behind her ear to have an unobstructed view of her face.She begins to move her hips, using the bulging erection in my jeans for friction. I allow her to set the pace, matching it with my finger.
