“You’re not so bad yourself,” she says, reaching up to trace her index finger along the ridges of my abs. Her touch lingers just below my belly button and my cock damn near jumps out of the confines of my boxer briefs.
Viv moves her hands back to cup her tits, and just when I’m about to tell her that’s my job, she releases the front snap of her bra, freeing those gorgeous breasts.
I drag the pads of my fingers over each nipple, and watch as Viv’s eyes flutter closed. She arches her back in a silent demand for more friction, more attention, and I’m happy to give it to her. Fuck, I could do this all night. I love teasing the perfect peaksin between my fingers. I love covering each breast with my hand and squeezing.
“I want you to fuck me right here,” she says, tracing a line down the valley of her breasts.
“Yes.” It’s the only word my brain can think of. I want to say so much more, to prove with words that I'm worthy of her, that I can be what she needs. Instead, I grip my cock and stroke it a few times. Viv leans up and swirls the tip into her mouth, licking and teasing. Her hand covers mine, and together we jack my cock until precome pools on the head. Viv takes over, making sure my cock is slick and ready.
I line my dick up, and she pushes her tits together. It’s warm and wet and it almost feels like I’m inside her. The sensation is incredible, and I need more. Viv clearly does, too, because she’s chanting the word as she holds her breasts tight and toys with her nipples.
It feels so damn good. “I could come like this,” I say, choking out the words as I fight for control.
“I want you to come,” she tells me, her words sounding breathless. “I want to make you feel so good you can’t hold back, and I want to watch your face as you let go.”
Her words ignite a fire in me as I increase the pace. The slide and slap of our bodies is the only sound out here tonight. It’s like we’re the only two people in the universe, and that’s just fine with me.
“You want to see me come?” I ask. “I’m so fucking close.”
“I do, but not like this.”
I slow my movements. “Then how?” I ask, ready for her to tell me to flip her over and take her from behind.
“I want to feel you between my legs. I want you inside me.”
Forget slowing down. I stand stock still. “You want…”
“I want to come on your cock,” she tells me plainly, a smile pulling at her lips. God, I love her. And I know she’s not ready forthe true meaning of those words, but I can’t lie to myself. I love how bold she is. How fearless. I love that she knows exactly what she wants and asks for it without apology.
I want the same thing she does. I want it so damn bad. But I need to make sure it’s not something she regrets in the morning.
As if she can read my mind, she starts speaking. “I know what I want, Mickey, and if you want it, too, then I think it’s time we cross that line.”
“Holy fuckballs do I want it,” I say honestly. “I just need to know you’re sure. I mean, we set that line, and I’m happy to jump right over it, but?—”
“Then what are we waiting for?” she asks. “You said it yourself.Weset the line. That means we get to move it if we want to. We get to erase it if we want to. These are our bodies, Mickey. And our rules. That means they’re under our control, not the other way around.”
What she’s saying makes a hell of a lot of sense. “I mean, we made that boundary up in the middle of a heated makeout session, so maybe we weren’t thinking clearly,” I say, letting my hands roam up and down her arms because I can’t be this close to her without wanting to touch her. It’s just not possible.
“Or maybe,” she says, leaning up and puckering her lips for a quick kiss, “that line was what we needed then. But things change, and here we are.”
No more words pass between us. We melt into each other like our bodies are on fire and we’re running out of time. In a way, I guess that’s true. Nick is on his way, Viv’s graduation is looming, and the end is near for whatever the hell this is between us. But if Viv’s right and things change, then maybe this can change, too. Maybe it can evolve. And maybe she wants that as much as I do?
Those are questions for another time, though, because my dick is throbbing and Viv is waiting. I don’t bother with a condom since we’ve both been tested and have been all over andinside of each other’s bodies for weeks now. But I do slide my fingers into her pussy, teasing her because it’s so much damn fun. She’s so wet and ready for me. I stroke myself with her desire as I line myself up at her entrance. Pushing in inch by inch, I nearly lose my damn mind at the way her body fits me perfectly. She’s slick and swollen, almost greedy for my cock. Her channel is tight and when she flexes her internal muscles, I roar with pleasure. I really don’t think there’s anyone out here right now, but if there is, they’re getting a show. We’re not slowing down, we’re not unsure. We’re fully invested in each other’s pleasure. Viv’s lifting her hips to meet my thrusts, she’s squeezing my dick so good I never want to stop.
I brace one hand on her hip and put the other on her pussy. I need to feel my little firecracker come undone.
“Don’t stop,” she begs as I pump into her and rub that sweet little bundle of nerves.
“Never,” I promise. “I’m never gonna stop making you feel good. Never gonna stop giving you what you need. Never gonna stop needing you.” For a second there, I almost slipped and said the wrong word, but I’ll save that declaration for later. Right now, I need to take her over the edge. I need to drive her so crazy with need that she lets go of the control she’s holding and lets herself fucking soar.
Her moans are taking me right up to my limit. The way she moves her body on mine is beyond comparison. Nothing has ever felt this good. “Come on, Firecracker,” I say, urging her on. “I want to feel you fall apart. I want to watch it. I fucking love the sounds you make, the way you bite your lip. I need it. Come on, beautiful, give it to me.”
“I’m so close,” she says, the words coming out on a high-pitched whimper.
I keep doing exactly what I’ve been doing, but it’s like her orgasm is just out of reach. Instinctively, I close the space between us, and cover her lips with mine.
That’s all it takes for my little firecracker to go off like a rocket.
