She looks away and blushes again, and fuck if my dick doesn’t start to wake up.She’s ridiculously hot.Am I really considering propositioning my teammates’ sister?My D partner’s sister?
“Caramel Sutra,” she says softly.My jaw drops because I’ve never heard of it, and the innuendo of it, in this situation, is icing on our sexually charged cake.She laughs.“It’s a real flavor, I swear, and it’s delicious!”
“Jesus Christ,” I mutter and lean in.My lips are so close to her ear they touch it when I speak.“Everything about you is sexy as fuck, even your ice cream flavor.”
Her breath hitches, and before I can pull away, I feel her fingers graze the side of my waist.She drops her hand to my hip and tilts her head to my ear.“I think we need to go back to your place and get this over with.”
I pull back so our eyes meet.She licks her lips, and if she didn’t work here, I would have slammed my mouth into hers already.But I don’t want to give her co-workers, or anyone else, a show.If this happens, it’s private.She reaches for her coat and bag, which are hanging from a hook under the bar.I step aside and let her hop off her stool and help her into her coat.She looks up at the bartender.“Have a good night, Todd.”
He waves, and when she marches to the door, I’m right beside her.
We don’t talk the whole way back to my building, which isn’t very long.When I get to the door and dig out my fob, I turn to her.“Get it over with is a weird choice of words.”
“What?”
“Back in the bar, you said ‘Let’s get this over with’ like a hook-up would be a chore.”
I’m not expecting anything, even though she left the bar with me.I am, however, hoping like hell.I open the door and let her in first.She smiles and shrugs.“Well, if fate or the universe or whatever really wants me to bone you, who am I to keep fighting it?”
I try not to let my jaw drop at her words.Lola is nothing if not blunt, and as my pants get tight, I realize it’s attractive as fuck.I always know where I stand with her.It’s refreshing.My brain doesn’t have to guess at anything.She punches the elevator button, and the doors open, so she steps in, and I follow.After hitting the button for my floor, I turn to her and put my hands on either side of the wall beside her pretty little head.“You surrender pretty damn easily.”
She gives me a little shrug and a coy smile.“It’s the universe.I can’t win.”
I smile and lean in closer.Her long, dark eyelashes flutter.“I can make it feel like winning.”
“I’m counting on it,” she replies right before our lips connect.
We make out the whole elevator ride, and the doors open and almost close again before we break apart.I manage to stick my foot in the gap so they open again, and she slips out, and I follow.In seconds, we’re in my apartment and kissing before the door even closes.Her hands are in my hair, and mine are on her ass, but I worry that’s too bold, so I move them up to her back.She reaches down and moves them back to her ass.Her lips leave mine, and she whispers, “Don’t overthink it.”
So fuck it.I don’t.
I squeeze her ass in my palms and pull her whole body flush to mine.She kisses me again and wraps her arms around my neck with a contented sigh.We pull apart again, just long enough to peel out of our coats and drop her bag and my keys, and then she jumps and wraps her legs around my waist while I cup her ass and walk us over to… where should I go?The bed?The couch?Is one being presumptuous?Is one being lame?
Her fingers push up into my hair again, her nails grazing my scalp, and my dick throbs as her lips move to my neck.
“Do not overthink.”She says each word slowly and firmly, in between kissing her way up my neck.“If you wanna fuck me, take me to your bed.If you just want to fool around, I can blow you on the couch.Your call, stud.”
Shit, this woman… her words have my blood on fire.I walk over to the bed and then throw her onto it.She lands in the middle of the mattress in a fit of giggles.Her eyes are shining, and her smile is bright, and god damn, I am crushing hard.I mean, it’s sweet.She’s adorable.I get onto the mattress and hover over her.
“This doesn’t mean we’re… You don’t have to just because I picked the bed,” I say.
She smiles and grabs the back of my head and pulls me down.“Stop overthinking, sober boy.”
“I’m not a boy.”I smile down at her.
“Prove it,” she whispers, grinning.
I kiss her and try to turn off my brain because this is fan-fucking-tastic.She’s a beautiful, funny, smart, and smart-mouthed woman, and she’s into me.I slip my tongue into her mouth and lower my body onto hers.Her legs wrap around my waist, and her hands grip my shoulders.I can’t help but grind into her, and she responds with the tiniest, hottest little moan.
I feel like a ticking time bomb.It’s been so fucking long since I’ve felt the soft heat of another human body under me.By the time we’ve gotten most of our clothes off, I’m embarrassingly close to coming.Every muscle in my body is tense, fighting the pleasure that makes my skin heat and my balls tingle as her hands explore me.She runs them across my back and over my ass.I lift up so my leaking cock isn’t pressing into the smooth, warm skin of her belly.She reaches for me, and I shake my head.“Almost a year.”
She stops reaching, and understanding flickers in her eyes.“Right.”
I move, dropping down beside her on the bed and pressing my mouth to her long, delicate neck.She smells like lavender and something a little spicy, and it’s making me feral.I nuzzle my face into her neck and give her a little bite.She squirms and gasps, and the sound makes that cock I’m neglecting throb.
She rolls onto her side to face me and kisses me slowly.I feel her hand on the front of my underwear, and instinctively, I push into it.I move my hand to the middle of her back, and after a bit of fumbling, I get her bra undone.I kiss her neck and her collarbone, and she lets me pull the straps down.Her breasts are round and perky, and her nipples are hard and pink, and my mouth immediately waters.Fuck I want to suck them.So I do, covering her left one with my lips and tonguing it greedily.She hisses and moans, arching into my mouth.Her hands slide through my hair, and she swears.“Fucking magic.”
“I’m a wizard in my spare time,” I mutter and kiss my way to her right one.
