She’s gone completely lax in my arms, and I know she’s asleep. Would it be so wrong to take care of this before she wakes up? If I don’t and we get to the living room, I’ll still be rock hard. Then it will be awkward when she sees it and I’ll have to explain why. If I take care of it now, she never has to know.
Deciding that I’m doing the right thing, I take another step and have to bite back a moan at how good it feels. The hand I have on her ass slides lower, and I slip my fingers just inside her panties. It’s an accident really. Sort of. The feel of her warm wet pussy against my fingertips makes my jaw clench and my mouth water.
I gently move her up and down in my arms as I slowly take two steps in a row. The motion, along with my fingers, has slid her panties to the side, and my sweatpants are the only thing separating us. As I take another step, I tug on the front of my pants, just wanting a quick feel. That’s all. One quick touch of her pussy on my dick to get me off and then I’ll stop.
“Wynn,” Kate mumbles against my neck, and my body goes still. She says something else softly, but I don’t catch it. What I do catch is that she rocks her hips, and it nudges the front of my sweatpants the rest of the way down.
“I’m right here,” I say softly as I press another kiss to her hair.
Her wet pussy slicks the thick vein on my cock as I press her against it. Cum leaks out of the tip and rolls down between us, making her slide even easier. All thoughts of consequences or what will happen afterwards have gone out the window. The only thing I can focus on is here and now as I kiss her cheek and grind against her.
Kate’s body is still soft and warm as I take another step, but this time, she pulls her mouth away from my neck. There’s no light in this hallway, but I have the sudden feeling that her eyes are on me. I should pull back and put her panties in place, or at the very least, I should stop humping her. Instead, I dip my head and brush my lips against hers, kissing them softly.
She has a choice right now. She can pretend to be asleep and let me finish, then I can carry her to the living room, and we can both act like this never happened. Or she can kiss me back and see where this takes us.
No matter what she chooses, there’s no way I can stop.
CHAPTER
SEVEN
KATE
He's kissing me. I'm almost scared to kiss him back. If I do, it could jolt us back to reality. What if this is all a dream? Wynn is too tempting to resist, and my whole body is tingling with a need unlike any I’ve ever felt before.
Wynn's silent question lingers in the air. Why am I hesitating? I want this badly, more so than anything in the world right now, which is saying a hell of a lot.
"Kiss me back."
He whispers the order against my lips, and it's the key that unlocks what I was struggling with. I’m all too eager to follow his command and press my mouth to his. His was soft and inviting, a tease for more. When I kiss him back, it’s with need and anticipation.
"There you go," he says, urging me to keep going.
My lips part, and that's all Wynn needs to take what he wants. His tongue thrusts into my mouth, and I swipe mine against his as we quickly grow hungrier. I have no clue what I'm doing, but it feels right. Everything about him does.
"Wynn," I moan, then gasp for air as he keeps kissing me up my jaw to the shell of my ear.
“Fuck,” he grunts. “Love how you moan my name. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to resist you.” He nips my neck, and it sends a hot shiver down my spine. “Now be a good girl for me and rock those hips.”
I do as he tells me, and he yanks my panties fully to the side. I'm thankful for the darkness because it helps me to be bold, but I hate that I can't see him right now.
When I shift my hips, he maneuvers us so his cock slides through the folds of my sex. Another moan leaves me when it makes contact with my clit. His cock is thick and hard but feels like silk against me.
Slowly I rock my hips more, loving the sensation. I know it's going to make me climax, but my mind keeps focusing on if I'm doing it right. Does it feel as good to him as it does to me?
"You want me to take it, baby girl?"
Another thrill floods my body, and I’m shocked his words can be so erotic. Every time he speaks, it only heightens the throbbing between my thighs.
"Yes, I want you to take me," I answer, sounding out of breath.
Wynn pins me to a wall, his voice low and seductive. “Be still for me. Let me have it, and then I'll give you a reward."
"Holy shit," I whisper mostly to myself as I grip his shoulder tighter. I need this; hell, I need him.
He mutters a curse under his breath as he starts to move. His cock slides over my sex, and I have no doubt that if someone walked in and the lights were on, we’d look like we were having sex. All they’d see would be my legs wrapped around him as he thrusts his hips. He’s so big he easily covers every inch of me. That thought has my sex clenching, wanting him inside of me to fill me up.
“Wynn,” I moan as his thrusts grow more aggressive. I'm so wet now that it makes him slick against me, and my orgasm begins to bear down. My stomach tightens as I moan his name over and over.
