“I don’t know. Never been interested.” He shrugs, sitting down onto the bed next to me. He makes a grab for me. Before I know it, I’m in his lap, straddling him. “I don’t want someone to want me because of my last name or money.”
“I can understand that.”
“Trust me. Whoever your dad tries to pick for you is going to want you for you. There aren’t other girls out there like you. At least none that I’ve met.”
“We barely know each other,” I remind him.
“You telling me you don’t feel this?” I drop my eyes, suddenly feeling shy.
“I feel it.” He puts two fingers under my chin, lifting my head so that our eyes meet.
“Don’t get shy on me now.”
“I don’t want to throw up a red flag either by admitting how much I like you. It’s so soon. I don’t want you to think I’m needy or something.”
“I think I’ll love the hell out of any red flags from you.” He smirks. “Go on. Be crazy obsessed with me. Get mad when other girls try to talk to me.” Now he’s full-on smiling at me. I’m not sure if he’s more handsome when he’s happy like this or when he’s being grumpy. I let out a laugh.
“I can’t believe you got into a fight over me in a dress.”
“How were you feeling about Heather?” he challenges.
“Whatever.” I huff and try to get off his lap. Not that I get anywhere. His grip on me only tightens.
“Tell me.”
“I didn’t like it. You two have never…” I trail off, not wanting to even say it.
“Never. Not that she hasn’t tried, but she’s not for me.”
“I’ve never been on a date.”
“Neither have I.” His thumb drifts up and down my jaw. “I’ll take you on as many dates as you want.”
“Really?”
“Think I’d pretty much do anything you asked me. I’m starting to understand my crazy-ass cousins.”
“What wouldn’t you do?” I slip my hands up under his shirt, wanting to feel his warm skin under my fingers.
His hard cock is pressing into my sex, making my whole body flood with desire. I want a replay of last night, only this time I want to explore his body. I’m more than excited that I'll be many of his firsts too. It makes some of my shyness fade away. We both will be learning as we go.
“Let you get away from me.”
“I don’t want to get away from you.” I rake my fingers down his chest. A low growl rumbles from deep inside of him. “In fact. I want to get closer. To give you another first.” I lick my lips, making his eyes drop to my mouth.
“Darling, I’m all yours to do whatever the hell you want with,” he says before he takes my mouth in a deep kiss.
I think I want to be all Sterling Justice’s too.
CHAPTER 17
STERLING
I shove aside all second thoughts such as how is she going to feel about this tomorrow and the day after because we’re living in the now. I take her down to the bed, pulling at her shirt so I can feel the soft skin of her waist and then her chest. Her bra has a front clasp, which I unsnap easily and fill my palm with the weight of her tit. “Perfect,” I breathe against her lips. “Perfect size. Perfect feel.”
I curve my hand and cover her flesh, thumbing the nipple into a hard, stiff peak. Under her skin, her heart beats fast, like a winded foal. I tell myself to slow down, calm down, take it easy, but the insistent pulse of my cock in its denim cage roars for release. The blood is rushing through my head, making me lightheaded and muddling my thinking. I want to mount her from behind, fast and hard, pounding her with my erection until my cum erupts like water from a fire hose.
Her fingers tug impatiently in my hair, and she slides up and down under my frame as if she doesn’t know where she needs the most attention. I move down, allowing my tongue to take over where my fingers were once working. Her nipple tastes like candy. I roll the sweet bud against my tongue. She gasps and thrusts her hips upward.
“Tell me what you like,” I say as I move from one tit to the other. “I’m new, remember. I want to do everything you want.”
“I don’t know what I like,” she cries. Her hips wiggle a little, which drives me crazy.
“Do you like it rough?” I envelop the hard tip and suck until my cheeks hollow out. I release her with a pop and then lap at the now red nipple. “Or softer?”
She lets out a breathy laugh. “Both. Both feel good.”
“How about this?” I pinch her nipple lightly, and she jumps. I chuckle. “Okay. You like that, don’t you?”