Again, something else they shared, but she wasn’t sure she wanted him to know that about her either. Who would have guessed how complicated this was turning out to be from a chance meeting after a horrendous blind date?
“We got off track here. Let’s circle back. What are you looking for with me? Other than you’re grinding on my lap and pretty soon I’m not going to be able to form much of a thought.”
She laughed. “Sorry. I didn’t realize I was doing that. I like what we have. I like the conversations we have. I enjoy spending time with you but don’t need to do it every day either. I don’t think I’m a clingy person and have never been that way. Actually, I’ve always been told I was a loner and I’m fine with that too.”
“Okay. That isn’t answering my question.”
“I love your body,” she said, moving her fingers up his thigh. “If you want to know what I want, I want you to take me to bed again and maybe not slip up and say something stupid afterward. But if you’re asking after that, I want us to do what is right for both of us. For the three of us. You have something more important than me. So you tell me, without dragging me along. I guess that’s the biggest thing for me.”
He wiggled his eyebrows, then picked her up and carried her to her room. Looked like being bold was going to get her what she wanted.
It didn’t take long to get to her room where he set her on her feet and his mouth covered hers. It didn’t matter who was the aggressor now. It only mattered that they were both going to get what they wanted.
Her hands went right to his T-shirt, lifted it up, and over his head. “Have I told you how much your body just turns me on? I can’t look at you and not want to run my hands and mouth over every groove and muscle on your body.”
“No one is stopping you,” he said.
She leaned back. “You’ve been stopping me. I was wondering when you’d give me the green light to proceed again.”
“It’s green. Big and bright. It didn’t even last a week. Don’t hold it over my head.”
“Oh, it’s big all right,” she said, her hands going for the button and zipper on his jeans and making fast work of them.
His underwear was pushed down with his jeans, him kicking them away after he toed his sneakers off.
She didn’t waste any time going right for his cock, her mouth closing over him, her hand stroking.
“You taste so good too,” she said. “I’ve been dreaming of this for weeks. I hope you don’t make me wait another few weeks after you walk out the door.”
Her eyes lifted when she didn’t hear a word, her mouth stopped moving also.
“No more waiting,” he said. “When you’re done I’m getting my turn.”
“Yay me,” she said and went right back to work.
She was sucking him like a Hoover as her mouth moved up and down. Slurping sounds were coming out she’d never heard before and couldn’t believe she was the one making them.
It was as if her sex life had been on hold for so long and now it was unleashed.
She didn’t want to be safe anymore.
She just wanted to experience it all.
She reached her other hand forward, cupped him and squeezed, then sucked some more. He tapped her on the shoulder and she looked up.
“You need to stop.”
She didn’t want to though.
How bad could it be?
She shook her head no, then worked harder, faster, then felt him coming.
Felt him squirting in the back of her throat and swallowed, then did it again.
It didn’t bother her in the least.
Matter of fact, it just made her feel powerful to see his body almost sag in relief.
