“But is that really how you want to spend it?” Then he winks. “Talking, Aria?”
“Hey,” I say. “You were planning on kissing me goodnight at the door, remember?”
“I know what I was planning. I’m asking you what you were planning.”
I blush. Immediately.
He runs his fingers through his hair for the hundredth time tonight. It’s sexily disheveled.
“Well?” he asks, when my silence goes on too long.
“No,” I admit. “I wasn’t planning on talking tonight.”
His hand finds my waist and he pulls me closer. “This is why I wanted to take you home. Believe me, I want to do all the things to you tonight. But I’m trying to be good and go slow.”
I swallow hard, then say, “What if I don’t want you to be good?”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN – RYKER
I want to be strong, I really, really do. I want to go slow, and be careful with her, and show her that this isn’t about sex, it’s about us. That we’re building something here. Something special, and unique, and I’m not just interested in her body.
But my hands have other ideas. My fingers are already slipping up inside her t-shirt, palms pressing flat on her breasts. She closes her eyes and leans into me.
“Aria,” I say. Because she’s driving me crazy.
“Don’t be good,” she says. “Please don’t be good. I can’t stop thinking about how it felt to have you inside me and how I could still feel you the next day.”
“Fuck,” I moan.
“I was so sore,” she says. “It felt so weird, but so good, too. And I’ve been thinking about you. Playing that night over and over in my head. That’s all I want, Ryker. That’s it. Just for you to be inside me again so I can feel that way.”
I take a deep breath and pull her bra down under her shirt.
“I should’ve worn a dress. Then you wouldn’t even have to take off my pants. I could just slip into your lap and—“
I pull her t-shirt over her head and she squeaks with surprise, giggling as I toss it over my shoulder. Her tits are big and bunched up from her bra.
“Get me naked,” she says. “Take my clothes off and then I’ll take off yours.”
I reach around her back and unhook her bra. It falls down her arms and she flicks it to the floor at her bare feet.
I just look at her for a moment. Her long, dark, red hair is flowing over her shoulders. And she has some makeup on so her eyes are darker than normal. She is sweet, but tonight she looks dark too. Dark and hungry.
I picture my cock in her mouth. How she’ll gag on it. And how that’ll make me feel and I suddenly want to forget I’m supposed to be careful and just bend her over and fuck her in the ass.
Calm down, Ryker. Calm down.
“Here,” she says, placing my fingers at the button of her jeans. “Let me help you.”
Where did she learn to talk like this?
But then I realize… she’s not even dirty-talking to me. She’s just being helpful and truthful. Just being innocent and young.
I’m going to hell for this. I’m corrupting her and there’s no way karma won’t get me back for that.
But those are thoughts for another time. I pop the button on her jeans and pull her zipper down. Slide my hand between her legs as I turn her around and hold her close to my chest.
“I want your fingers inside me,” she says. “I like that. I like that a lot.”
I rub her clit though her panties and she grips my wrist, urging me to put my fingers inside her.
I want to talk back to her. Make her as hot as she’s getting me, but I can’t fucking think straight. My cock is pressing against my jeans, so hard and ready for her. And my mind is clouded with lust and desire to do exactly what she tells me.
She’s so wet her sweet liquid seeps through her panties. That’s my excuse for holding all the dirty things in. She doesn’t need it. But I don’t either and I still like it.
So I say, “You know what I liked about you that night?”
“Hmmm?” she asks. “What?”
“I liked how your tight pussy clamped down on my cock when you came. I wanted to come inside you so bad.”
“I thought about how you came on my tits that night. How it was sticky. And then I wondered what it would taste like.”
“Jesus Christ, Aria. You’re telling me you want to swallow?”
She turns to face me, places both her hands on either side of my face, and says, “I’ve never had a cock in my mouth and I want you to be the first. I want you to be all my firsts.”
Then her fingers are popping the button on my jeans and my hands are rubbing her ass, my fingers still slick with her juice as I slip them back between her legs from behind and give her asshole a little rub.