I bite my lip, watching her.
“Because I don’t really have an answer other than, I’m here with you, aren’t I?”
I nod, letting my hand rest on her waist.
She whispers, “And that means something to you, right?”
I nod again, and then she’s kissing me. Not softly. Her tongue enters my mouth. And I dip her, shoving my tongue in her mouth. She wraps her left arm around me and kisses me back desperately.
I pull back. “Are you sure about this?”
“Yes,” she says, breathless.
“I need to know you’re sure.”
“I’m sure, Cal. I’ve been sure since that night you climbed through my window.”
That breaks something open in me.
I stand up with her in my arms and carry her inside. I walk straight to my bedroom and set her down carefully on my bed. I stare down at her. Fuck, she’s cute.
“Tell me what you want,” I say, kicking off my shoes.
She looks at me. No hesitation. “You.”
I lean over her and kiss her. My hands travel up her shirt, and she moans under my touch.
“You’re not wearing a bra?” I ask.
She shakes her head. I pull her shirt up and pull her nipple into my mouth.
Her head falls back as she moans my name.
I suck on the other perfect tit. She squeaks when I nip it with my teeth. She reaches for my shirt and pulls it off.
“Is your arm okay?” I chuckle, watching her use it more than normal.
She shakes her head as she says, “Not really, but right now I don’t care.”
She pulls me forward, unbuttoning my pants. When she unzips me, she pulls down my boxers. She licks her lips, staring at my dick. I rub the back of her head, wondering what she’s going to do.
“What do you want now, Tiger?”
Her eyes flutter. “Tell me what you want.”
My dick stiffens. Okay, we’re playing that game. I smile at her and press my thumb in her mouth. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”
She hesitates for a second and then obeys. I pump my dick a few times and press my tip against her tongue, letting her taste my precum.
“Taste that?” I ask.
She nods. “Salty.”
I smirk. “Open your mouth again.”
She sticks out her tongue again, and I slide my dick in her mouth. She grips me with her lips and tongue.
“Holy fuck,” I mutter. “Deeper.”
