Maybe we both knew more was bound to happen. Besides justsleep, that is.
It started out innocently enough. We were in his big bed just cuddling. Cuddling, though, led to kissing.
Shane was only wearing boxer briefs, and I had on skimpy sleep shorts and a baby doll tee. So when the touching started, it was so much more intense than when we’re more fully clothed.
I could feeleverythingwhen our bodies were pressed together. I lost control then and just couldn’t help but reach down between us and grab his cock.
Damn, it was so freaking hard and big. I thought back to that first day when I caught him with a raging hard-on. To be honest, I’d wanted to touch him since then.
Now I was.
It was a fantasy that had come true.
Shane groaned as he thrust into my grasp. I took a chance then and slid my hand down into his briefs.
Oh my God…so hot…so hard.
He didn’t stop me, so I kept going, urging him to lower his boxers.
Three seconds later, they were gone entirely, and I was stroking and squeezing and enjoying myself far too much.
Shane rolled onto his back and let me do my thing, which then included me using my mouth.
“Holy fuck,” he groaned.
I guess he wasn’t about to be outdone.
He stopped me and rolled me onto my back. “My turn,” he said.
Hell, I wasn’t about to stop him. I was so turned on by that point, and I got hotter and hotter as he lowered and removed my sleep shorts, then my tee.
Fuck, we were both completely bare.
He skimmed his hand down my side as he took in my nude body. “You are so fucking incredible,” he whispered. And thenhe rasped, “I can’t wait to fuck you here.” He traced my lips. “And here,” he went on, trailing his fingers down to between my breasts. “And most definitely here,” he said gruffly, his hand finally reaching my sex.
I moaned as he slid two fingers into my wet-as-fuck pussy. I closed my eyes as he used his hand so skillfully, so masterfully.
Then the next thing I knew, I felt his tongue touch my clit.
“Oh God, Shane,” I groaned. “I’m going to come.”
And I did. Using his fingers and his mouth, he made me fall apart so hard and for so long that I thought I might pass out.
I didn’t, though.
Once I recovered, I scooted down and returned the favor.
Afterward, we cleaned up and then fell asleep in each other’s arms.
There’s been no discussion about the fact that our “taking it slowly” has been pretty much thrown out the window.
But is it really that bad?
I mean, up until the other night, we haven’t done more than kiss. Oh, and dry hump, of course.
A progression in being physical and more sexual is natural, especially when we keep getting along so incredibly well. I really think I’ve fallen for him. I know that what I feel for Shane is far more than my original crush.
I think he feels a lot for me too.
