“I feel like we are adults who can handle a little physical interaction from time to time,” she counters, shifting her weight to her other side.
I have to admit, I love the way her body has changed. I love the handfuls of her.
“We can go slow,” I suggest reasonably.
Her eyes dip, tracing from my knees to my shoulders, giving me the thrilling sensation that I’m getting a body scan.
“Sure,” she agrees. “We can go slow.”
But it’s just too easy. My hand slides underneath that round ass, lifting her in one motion as she wraps her thighs around my hips. Already I am rock-hard and dripping as I rush her across the living room toward the stairs. I would fuck her on the countertop if I didn’t have Ethan in the back of my mind. Maybe he will go to summer camp or something.
Her lips are so soft. I can’t get enough of them. I roll her bottom lip between my teeth, careful not to bite too hard. She lets me suck her tongue into my mouth, moaning breathlessly as my fingers slide between her pussy lips, spreading her open so I can feel the slick channel there.
When we get to my room, she pushes away with her palms on my chest, directing me toward the leather armchair by the window. She falls to her knees between my feet with a sly smile on those sweet lips.
Flipping her hair over one shoulder, I watch in awe as she slides my pants over my hips, her eyes widening when my cock bounces free. She takes the base in her fingers, ringing it tightly, making it unbearably hard as her pink, shining tongue darts over the head. My fingers dig into the armrests and I try to keep from groaning too loud. I want to come right now, to cover her face in my jizz, but I don’t want it to be over yet.
Her lips stretch over the head of my cock and she sucks me again, her cheeks caved in, her nostrils flaring as she takes a deep breath and throats my throbbing dick. I could feel her swallowing me, and it’s almost too much.
“Okay, you have to stop,” I grunt urgently. “Turn over. Get on your knees.”
She gasps a little when I order her around, her expression eager and pliant. I love it that she trusts me to boss her this way.
Flipping that hair again over the other shoulder, she looks back at me as I nudge her knees apart and spread open her ass cheeks, licking her from her clit all the way back to the dimples at the back of her spine. Every inch of her tastes like honey and I take time to enjoy her fully.
“I’m going to make you come so hard,” I whisper against her neck when I push up behind her, tempted to take her ass. I want all of her. I want every bit of her to be mine.
But right now, I want to make her explode. Her thighs tremble as I tease the head of my cock around her pussy, sliding through her wet lips, tapping the head against her pulsing pearl. I can tell by the way she trembles how much she wants me. I can hear it in her sighs. I know I can make her scream, just as soon as I can get her to open up a little bit further.
Reaching around to the front of her, I pinch her clit lightly and enter her pussy from behind at the same time. She’s tight all over again, bringing me to the brink of coming before I even get all the way inside her.
Her hips grind in circles as she opens up, pushing back against me while I suck on the back of her neck and flick her clit gently.
“Unnnnnnngghhhh,” she groans deeply with every thrust, each a little harder than the one before it, her knees coming up off the carpet.
It’s a race to get her off before I lose my load inside this perfect pussy. I don’t know why, but it’s almost impossible to control myself. I ram into her, pistoning hard and steady, working her clit a little too hard so I can get her there. When I feel her begin to gush and shudder, I know I only have to hold on for a few more seconds. She cries out, curling her toes and pushing up and I can finally slip out, just in time to shoot all over her creamy backside, watching the iridescent white smear dribble between her ass cheeks.
I fall to the floor and she falls on top of me, curling against my chest and breathing heavy. Her hair slides over my arm, gently stroking me with each breath.
“I guess those are benefits?” she jokes sleepily, brushing her toes against the top of my feet.
“I’m not really sure,” I shrug. “Maybe we should try again tomorrow to confirm?”
“You promise?” she says, grinning.
Chapter 18
Penny
I haven’t been dressed up in such a long time, it’s like I barely know what to do with myself. I didn’t bring all my clothes with me. I left a lot of the really flattering stuff back in Albany, after the reunion made it seem like any potential for romance in Beaumont was completely dead.
But now, faced with a night out with Wanda who will be dressed like she’s doing the Grammys’ red carpet or something, I’m stuck trying to put together a decent outfit and shoes from what I brought with me.
I figured the club will be half lit, and everybody looks good in black, plus I do have a nice pair of strapless black heels. Shimmying into the dress, I’m suddenly self-conscious. The neckline is a little dramatic for Illinois. It’s holding my boobs in place, but just barely. Anybody who got close enough to me would be able to see clear down to my belly button.
Then again, what else am I going to do? Everything else is tailored pantsuits and yoga pants, with a couple of decent pairs of jeans. If I wear jeans, Wanda will send me back to my room to get changed.
Rolling my eyes, I pile my hair on top of my head just to check. It looks okay. Not glamorous, but at least it looks like I tried.