“Oh fuck,” she moans, rocking her hips harder against me. She grabs my wrist, digging her fingers into my skin, and when she tries to pull me off her, I immediately stop.
“Did I hurt you?” I ask.
She grins and grabs onto my shoulders, trying to pull me up to her. “No, I just want you closer if we’re going to do this.”
When I start to slide up her body, she does a quick maneuver that she manages to make look effortless, and the next thing I know, she’s tossing her bra aside and giving me a full, unobstructed view of her bare chest. My body tenses at the sight of her, all the air leaves my lungs, and I swear my heart stops for a few seconds.
“Van,” I whisper while my hand slides up her stomach. I’m desperate to touch her, and when I fill my hand with her, my hips rock like they have a mind of their own. Every part of me wants inside of her, and even though I know sex isn’t an option right now, my body keeps moving like it’s still a very real possibility. Her long legs wrap around me, pulling me closer while I fight a losing battle and dip my head so I can wrap my mouth around the pretty pink nipple that’s begging to be sucked.
Her nails drag along my back while she arches up and moans my name. I fill my mouth as much as I can, and when I give her another suck, her whole body trembles before she reaches between us. Her fingers go straight to my fly, tugging and pulling until she works the button free and then grabs onto my zipper.
I pull back, reluctantly letting go of the breast that I’d happily keep sucking all goddamn night. Reaching down, I put my hand on hers, stilling her frantic movements before taking over and pulling my zipper down.
“This is probably a really bad idea,” I tell her.
“The worst,” she agrees, and then she slides her hand into my boxer briefs and wraps it around my cock.
“Fuck,” I growl, thrusting into her hand as I leak pre-cum like a fucking broken faucet. I can’t control it. My body is no longer my own, and I know I’m already running on borrowed time. There’s no way in hell I’m going to last much longer, but I’ll be damned if I come before she does.
Using one hand to brace myself, I bring the other to the button on her jeans and pop it open. I slowly pull her zipper down, revealing a matching pair of pink, lacy panties.
“Change your mind?” she whispers, and then drags her thumb over my slit, forcing a full-body tremor to run through me.
When I can speak, I say, “Yes, I want to feel you, and I’m not going to last much longer, not with the way you’re touching me.”
“Does this feel good?” She gives me a shy smile before laughing. “I have no idea what I’m doing.”
“It feels amazing,” I say before pulling her pants off. “God, you’re gorgeous,” I murmur when I see her in nothing but her tiny panties. The lace conceals her enough to not give me a full view, but it shows me enough to make my mouth water. She’s shaved, and the desire to bury my head between her legs and taste her is overwhelming. By some miracle, I manage to resist. Instead, I tug my boxer briefs down, drinking in the hungry moan she gives when she sees my cock for the first time.
“Wow,” she whispers, gripping me with both her hands before slowly sliding them up and down my shaft.
“Fuck, Van, I’m gonna need you to stop doing that,” I beg, knowing I’ll have no choice but to come if she gives me even one more stroke.
“But I want you to come,” she insists. Her grip relaxes, but she keeps lightly dancing her fingers over me.
“Believe me, I’m going to, but I want us to do it together.”
She nods and stops the sweet torture on my dick and instead wraps her arms around me. Sinking lower, I press my cock flush against her lace-covered pussy. We both groan at the contact. Her legs quickly wrap and tighten around my waist, and when I slide along her again, she rocks her hips to meet me as I press my mouth to hers.
The kiss is hard and desperate. My forearms rest on either side of her while I thread my fingers in her hair. Her tongue runs along mine as her nipples drag along my chest with each rock of our hips. Our breathing picks up, both of us drawing so close to the point of no return. I feel like I’ve been riding that line since the second I stepped into her room, and when I feel her body tense, I work my hips harder, grinding into the sensitive spot between her legs. Her hands cup my face as her legs tighten and her hips buck against me. She lets go with a throaty cry that I quickly stifle with an even deeper kiss. As her body starts to grow languid, I rock into her again with a long, slow thrust that hits me from my head all the way to my base. When I do it again, I feel my body tense. Holding back is no longer an option, and I pull back just enough so I can moan her name as I come harder than I ever have in my life, harder than I ever thought possible. There is no substitute for feeling her warm, soft body wrapped around mine as I let go. I’ve never shared this with anyone before, and beyond the earth-shattering physical pleasure is a feeling of deep intimacy that I hadn’t been expecting.
My cock pulses between us, shooting my cum on both our stomachs, but I don’t care about the mess. I fucking love it, and when she moans my name and tightens her grip on me as I give one last pulse, I know she loves it as much as I do.
Breathless, I rest my forehead on hers and stroke her cheek with my thumb. “I changed my mind,” I tell her. “That’s the best idea I’ve ever had in my life.”
She laughs and whispers in agreement, “Best idea ever.” She squirms beneath me, not because she’s trying to break free, but because she loves the way it feels, and when my spent cock gives a twitch, she raises a brow at me. “Really? I’m impressed.”
I laugh and give her a slow, lazy kiss. “I want more,” I admit, “but that’s always going to be the case with you.” Lifting up,I look at the mess I’ve made on her beautiful body. “God, I’d apologize for that, except it looks so damn good on you I can’t.”
When she tries to look, I lift up so she can see better. I’m prepared for her to be grossed out, but she surprises the hell out of me by reaching down and running her fingers through my release. Disgusted is the last thing she looks as she starts to rub it into her skin, covering her stomach and then I suck in a breath as I watch her spread my cum over her breasts. She’s wearing a part of me, and her skin is glistening with it.
“Fuck, Van,” I murmur, already fully hard again.
She grins up at me and wraps her hands around my dick, stroking me in a way that’s slowly driving me insane.
“I’m really looking forward to having more time alone with you and with this very impressive piece of equipment you have.” Her smile is big enough to show her dimple when she adds, “Just for the record, I liked you before I knew what you were sporting. Please don’t forget that if I become a little obsessed with this. It’s you I want.” She tightens her grip on me, pulling a deep groan from my throat. “This is just a perk. A really big one.”
I run my eyes over her bare chest and then further down to her barely concealed pussy. “That goes for me too, Van. Your body is stunning, but I fell for you way before I ever saw you naked.”
