The Freshman (College Years 1)

She just drained me dry and I still feel like I could come again at any second.

Hayden returns to the bedroom and lies down beside me, plastering her body to mine and draping her leg across my thighs. “Your dick is huge.”

I bark out a laugh. “Are you trying to give me an ego boost?”

“I’m being honest.” She drifts her fingers across my stomach, her touch making the muscles jump. “You have an amazing body.”

“Thanks. I work out a lot.” I close my eyes. Wrap my arms around her shoulders, savoring the moment. Satisfaction fills me and I could probably fall asleep right now, I’m so content.

“You going to show off your moves now?” she asks as her hand skims downward and she’s cupping my junk.

My dick rises to the occasion. “You want me to?”

She laughs. “Duh.”

“I might not be as skilled as you.”

“It’s not like I’ve sucked a ton of dicks, Tony,” she says dryly.

“I never said you did.” I open my eyes and gaze down at her. “Did I sound like an asshole just now?”

“No. I just—” She sighs and ducks her head. “Sometimes I wonder if people judge me for my attitude about sex.”

“I’m not judging you,” I say, stroking her shoulder with my fingers.

“I know you’re not. You’re benefiting from the experience.” She sounds amused, and it fills me with relief. I don’t want her thinking I look down on her for her sexual experience. I don’t care who she’s been with in the past. None of that matters because right now…

She’s with me.

“I was afraid you’d judge me for my inexperience,” I admit.

“There’s nothing for me to judge yet. You haven’t shown me your skills. They’re supposed to be made up of things I’ve never seen,” she says lightly.

I know she’s throwing my words back at me, and I’m not sure how she can keep a straight face. I was a punk asshole when I said that to her a few weeks ago. “After what you did to me, I’m not sure if I can measure up.”

“Enthusiasm makes up for any lack of experience. That’s the first thing you should know,” she says.

“Good advice.” I give her shoulders a squeeze.

“And just for the record, I was really, really enthusiastic a few minutes ago,” she says, making me laugh.

“Looks like I’ll have to return the favor,” I say with a sigh, acting like it’s a burden.

It’s definitely not.

I kiss her. We’re all tongues and heated breath, and I break away, following the same path she took on me. I cover her throat in kisses. Suck on the spot where her shoulder meets her neck. Press my mouth across her collarbone, her chest, the gentle slope of her breasts. I spend more time there, licking and biting her soft flesh, drawing circles with my tongue around one nipple, then the other, back and forth.

When I suck a nipple deep into my mouth, she moans, her hands cupping the back of my head, holding me there, her legs restless, rubbing against me.

Hayden really likes having her nipples sucked. Noted.

I shift lower, my mouth on her trembling stomach. I dip my tongue in her belly button, making her giggle. Kiss the spot just beneath it. Somehow she got rid of her panties, and I can smell her musky, aroused scent. I slide my hand over the light tangle of pubic hair, cupping her. She’s hot. I can feel the heat curl around my hand, my fingers.

She moans my name and lifts her hips, indicating she wants more. I give it to her, sinking two fingers between her lower lips, encountering nothing but wet, soft skin. I carefully stroke, searching, finding the nub of flesh at the top of her pussy and I press my thumb against it.

“You’re a quick study,” she says on a gasp and I smile, pleased.

Shifting, I remove my hand from her and rearrange myself so I’m face to pussy. She’s got a landing strip of light brown hair covering it, but also revealing pretty much everything too, and I can’t help but think it’s incredibly sexy. I press my hands on the inside of her soft thighs and spread them apart slowly, revealing her completely to me.