"So, was it good for you?" he asks teasingly. I can't resist and laugh, feeling lighter and more satisfied than I'd felt in a long time.
And the guy only got me off once!
It really was surprising.
"I think you're the best friend I could ask for, Ethan Clarke," I finally give back, and it's the player's turn to burst out laughing.
I could hardly wait for the next stage of this friendship.
Chapter 8
Ethan
The image of Charlotte McCarthy coming was now burned into my mind and I was dying to do it again and again, but for that, I needed to finally get home. That's why, as much as I really want her to jerk me off in return, I brake her hands before she can finish opening my fly.
"As much as I really want you to touch me, we'd better get out of here before we get caught," I explain when the girl raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity.
"Okay, okay, you're probably right," she agrees after a little groan.
I help her close her jeans while she ties her tousled hair back up in a bun. When her delicious ass leaves my lap to sit in the passenger seat, I swear my cock screams in desperation, but I ask it to have a little more patience for another ten minutes.
I adjust my seat back into place and start the car, pulling out of the parking lot fast.
"You mentioned you share an apartment with a friend, right? Is he going to be there?" she asks, sounding a little unsure. I take advantage of the red light to look at her.
"Yeah, with Logan, who's also on the football team. You've probably seen him at some point," I say, taking the chance to admire her light eyes, pretty even under the dim city lights at night.
"Probably, but I'm terrible at memorizing faces and names," she confesses, shrugging. I can't resist laughing a little.
"I'll introduce you later, but he shouldn't be home at this hour. There was a party at the Delta Pi fraternity," I say, and she nods in understanding. The light turns green and I'm forced to go back to paying attention to traffic.
"So we've got a few hours with the apartment all to ourselves?"
"Yeah, finally," I say, and slide my right hand to her thigh, squeezing the soft flesh through the fabric hard. I love the little gasp Charlie lets out.
I didn't really know what was going on between me and her, to be honest. I was used to having plenty of flings, to wanting someone badly and then feeling pure glory when I won them over, but... I'm not really sure when the last time was that an attraction had been this intense.
It was a little worrying, since it was so sudden, but it was also hot as fuck and I wasn't in the mood to analyze the subject right now.
Luckily, it doesn't take long to park at my building, and I take the chance to kiss her the whole elevator ride up. We stumble into my place, me attacking her neck while she tries to pull my shirt up. I separate us just long enough to close the door, yank my shirt off over my head, and then press her against the wood.
The little moan Charlie lets out when I lift her into my lap and press my groin against hers gives me goosebumps.
With her arms around my shoulders and my hands holding her ass, we somehow make it to my room. I set her down on her feet in front of the bed and push the door with my foot, closing it so hard it would make my neighbors curse me out, but I couldn't care less.
I stop for a second to admire Charlotte: the flushed face, the lips swollen from the kisses we'd traded, the gaze overflowing with want, and the stiff nipples marking her top made her the very vision of temptation.
A vision that gets even better when the gorgeous woman pulls the white top over her head in one quick movement and gifts me the sight of her perfect breasts.
"Fucking gorgeous," I say before pressing our bodies together again. I kiss her mouth hungrily, stroking her tongue with mine until we're both out of breath. I move my lips down her neck, alternating between kissing, biting, licking, andblowing on the wet spot, testing every reaction I draw out of her body.
By the time I reach her breasts, Charlie is already panting hard and trying to hold back a few moans. I suck the left nipple and pinch the right, making her lose the battle to stay quiet.
Satisfied, I push her gently until she falls back onto my bed. I reach for her pants and open them again, finally able to slide them down her legs and expose all that delicious skin. The white lace panties make me want to tear the lingerie off with my teeth.
I move to open my own pants, but Charlie stops me and sits on the edge of the bed, taking the job for herself. The woman pulls my pants and boxers down together, making my cock spring free, giving me enormous relief. When she closes her hand around my length, I lose my breath.
Her eyes full of desire look up at me and the little devil starts giving me a slow, torturous handjob.
