“I’m so fucking obsessed with you, you couldn’t get rid of me if you tried.”
I smirk, then bite my lip ring. Her eyes fall to it, then fly back up to mine and…there’sthe heat I’ve been waiting for. I lean forward, brush my lips along her cheekbone, and then whisper in her ear. “Stalker, remember?”
I pull back and wink, and finally the tension drains from her slender body. She huffs out a husky laugh, and my cock hardens beneath her ass at the sound. Lor glares at me, then rolls her eyes, all while trying to hold back my favorite smile.
That’s okay, I remind myself. It’s a work in progress, and soon enough she won’t have to be afraid of smiling anymore. I’ll be here every second to prove it to her.
We go backto my place instead of Lor’s this time, since I haven’t been home in ages. I’m a bit surprised to realize it’s the first time I’ve had her over. She takes in my colorful, eclectic aesthetic with wide eyes.
“Wow,” she says, turning in a circle. “This is… a lot.”
I glance at the multi-colored frames decorating the wall she’s starting at.
“Are you surprised?”
Her eyes meet mine and her lips twitch up with a small chuckle. “No, I guess not.”
“Make yourself at home, I’m gonna go—” I wave a hand up and down my body, then glare at my horrendous nails. “Fix all this.”
Lor’s tentative smile cracks into a real grin, and it sends warmth cascading down my limbs. I grab the first set of fresh clothes I see—a cropped t-shirt with a massive pink daisy on the front and a pair of ombré purple/pink sweatpants—before slipping into the bathroom. I rush through my shower, even though I haven’t had this luxury in weeks, then swipe on some eyeliner before grabbing my eco-friendly nail polish remover and an old washcloth. The whole time I’m in here, my skin itches to get back to Lor, so as soon as I step out and see her sittingon my mustard velvet couch, I stride over and plop down beside her.
Then I loop my arms around her waist and haul her into my lap.
She lets out a surprised squeak, and I chuckle as I nuzzle my nose into the back of her neck.
“Needy,” she grumbles.
“Mhm.”
Then I angle her body so I can reach around it, grab the nail polish remover, and get to work on my nails. Lor huffs and attempts to wiggle out of my hold, but I don’t have to fight very hard to keep her there.
I don’t think she really wants to get away, she just wants to know she’s wanted.
I’ll happily provide that reassurance for her every day of our lives. I press a smile into her neck and inhale her lightly floral scent. She shivers as my lips kiss up to her earlobe, and I suck it into my mouth, then nip the shell of her ear.
“Ro,” she says, voice breathy.
“Lor,” I reply, my own voice gravelly with need.
I suck the tender skin of her neck into my mouth as she twists in my hold to straddle my hips. I drop the washcloth to the ground, and clamp my palms to the bare skin of her waist instead. She presses down and rocks into me, forcing my already hard cock to pulse in my pants. I groan, unable to resist anything about her. It’s truly a marvel that we’re here, together, after everything we’ve both been through.
Momentous. That’s how this feels, like my heart might explode at any second, and I’ll happily let it if Lor’s the one causing my destruction.
Then her fingers are tugging at my shirt, and I gladly let her strip it off me. I nudge her jaw to the side, and she angles her head to give me more room. I want to devour her,and the sensation of having Lor back in my arms, her weight settling me into the couch, her heat pressing into my crotch—it’s world-ending. I could never live without this, and suddenly I’m desperate to be inside her.
I lurch to my feet, ignoring Lor’s surprised gasp as I wrap her legs around me and stride to my bedroom. I turn and sink onto my bed, then my lips meet Lor’s in a fiery kiss. I feel like I’m glowing, and I have to be careful to keep my flames contained inside me.
I slip my fingers beneath Lor’s black lace crop top, and she quickly shimmies out of it, probably so I don’t burn it off. I grin when I find that she’s not wearing a bra beneath.
“Naughty girl,” I say, dipping down to suck a pointed nipple into my mouth.
Lor arches into me, and her fingers tangle in my still-damp hair. My hands on her hips urge her to rise so I can tug her pants off. They’re so tight that her black panties come off with them. Another delightful development.
Then she’s tugging at my sweats, tossing them to the floor and pulling my cock out. She drops to her knees and immediately sucks it into her mouth.
“Shit,” I gasp as my hips punch forward and I hit the back of her throat.
Lor flicks her eyes up, a heated glare burning into me.
