She grins like she’s proud of herself.
After cleaning up the dinner mess, we head for her room.
On the way here, all I could think about was getting lost in her. Letting the rest of the world melt away when I sink into her.
But when Lily’s fingers graze over my shoulders, my chest, and down to the hem of my shirt, my mind’s a million miles away.
Or—ten miles down the road.
With a shake of my head, I pull her hands back, grip her ass, and lift her.
She squeals as I drop her to the bed.
I can’t do sweet tonight, and Lily picks up on that. When I lean over, she rakes her fingers through my hair, pulling it at the root. Instead of kissing her neck, I sink my teeth into her shoulder and grind against her, causing her to hiss.
“Someone’s in a mood.”
Pulling back to stand over her, I tear my shirt over my head, and her gray eyes meet mine.
No.
Green. Not gray.
After undoing her skin-tight jeans, I tug them down with a single pull and throw them to the side. She licks her lips, climbing off the bed. This is a dance she knows well, no stranger to waltzing me right out of my head. She drops toher knees and undoes my belt before tugging my pants down.
Batting her lashes, she wastes no time, wrapping her lips around my cock.
I groan, letting my head fall back. “Fuuuuck.”
She hums as she descends, her hot, slick mouth stroking up and down my length. I shudder when she pauses to swirl her tongue around the tip.
“More,” I whisper.
As she swallows me down again, I thread my fingers in her blonde—REDhair.
Lily has red hair.
My grip tightens and I push her deeper until she gags. Her nails dig into my thighs, and she moans.
She comes off with a pop when I pull her head back and pants through her full pink lips. I yank her up from the floor, and she wraps her legs around my waist. Her nails scrape across my scalp.
She grips my hair and pulls my head back before catching my bottom lip between her teeth.
I toss her back onto the bed.
When I rip her panties off, she sucks in a sharp breath. “Hey, I love those?—”
I’m inside her before she can finish that thought, my lips crashing into hers. My thrusts quicken, and she writhes under me. I bury my face in her neck. Without missing a beat, she pushes at me, and I let her climb on top.
But instead of watching her tits, I’m staring at the ceiling as she grinds and bounces.
I shut my eyes, but that only makes it worse. So, I open them again, only now realizing she’s stopped moving and is staring down at me.
“Gabe…”
Gabe.
“You good?” she asks.
