He flips me over and props me up on my hands and knees. “Mmm…nice panties.”
“What in the world are you…oh!” Dean presses his hand between my thighs, and my eyes go wide. The sudden foreplay isn’t unwelcome—not even a little—but I wasn’t expecting it. And why does he have me facing away. “Dean, what are you doing?”
“It’s better this way. Trust me.” His hand goes right for that sweet, sensitive spot, and my body bucks.
It’s been weeks since I’ve had any form of release, but it’s been over a year since I’ve been with anyone. I can’t deny his touch feels amazing, but… “I want to look at you. I want you to kiss me.”
“No, you don’t,” he says bluntly.
Okay. Now he’s being too strange, even for me. I twist my body and face him. “What’s going on?” I say, getting a little annoyed.
He throws his head back. “Why can’t you just trust me?”
“Because we’ve never had sex, and now you’re acting weird. What are you hiding?”
“You really want to know?”
“Yes. I do. I’d like to know why you’re ruining this.” I’ve dreamed of being with him for months.
“All right.” He gets to his knees and lowers his underwear, exposing his huge, erect cock.
Oh crap. That’s huge. I swallow down a dry lump in my throat. “Well, yeah. That’s, um, pretty intense, Dean.”
“I told you to trust me.” He snaps up his waistband, not that his underwear does much to hide his monster cock.
I do not want, nor shall I ever, ask about his previous sexual experiences that have led him to believe that getting me hot and bothered first, without seeing his penis, is the answer. But I will say this, “I think you were right. Half payment is a good place to start.” I’d like to be able to walk tomorrow.
EPILOGUE
“Oh fuck. Oh fuck, that’s good. Don’t stop.” I’m breathing so hard, I think I might pass out.
“Not stopping. Not stopping.” Dean’s behind me, thrusting deep and gripping my hips like he’s holding on for dear life.
I tilt my hips up and back, welcoming him to go deeper as the friction of his long, thick cock pushes me to my limit. “Yes. Right there.” My mind is spinning out of control, and my body feels like it’s about to combust. Every time he pulls out and slams back in, I see stars. I lose my breath. I want more.
We have sex every chance we get, which is only a handful of times a week, because we’re both exhausted, but trust me, if I could get more of him, I would. Especially because it took over a month to, well, work up to it. Part of the issue had to do with nerves. The other part is because he really is huge.
Now, another two months later, we’ve found our groove; I can’t get enough. Shower. Bed. Floor. Not the kitchen though. Never the kitchen. Too many triggers.
“Fuck. I need to go deeper.” His voice is gruff and low. But I’m already raw and ready.
“I have to come. I can’t wait.” I pant my words, enjoying the sinful pressure and intense friction.
Dean bows his large body over my back and cups my heavy breasts with his large hands. He only does that when he’s given himself permission to come because he knows I’m close. Very thoughtful.
“Now. Oh, God. Now,” I say, feeling the carnal sensation overtaking me.
His hand moves between my legs and presses down, massaging wildly. My body ignites and bursts into heat and euphoric waves of blissful contractions that curl my toes. He’s still behind me, and his cock remains lodged deep inside while my orgasm pulses against his member.
Sex with him isn’t sex. It’s like a drug that’s worth more than all the chocolate in the world.
After a few long moments, my body floats back down to reality, and Dean pulls out.
“Not again,” he grumbles.
Uh-oh. “The condom broke again?”
He moves off the bed and disappears into the bathroom. I turn and flop down on my back, spreading my arms. I’m spent. My muscles are Jell-O. I’ve never felt like such a happy, hopeful mess.
Turns out, I was right. It was no big deal making a plan for us. Dean moved in—hottest roommate ever! So much naked time. I’m staying put in my job for now, and Dean’s going to finish his degree. Between juggling our schedules, the nanny we found, and Coach and Jo, we have plenty of care for Fia. Even Flip has come over to sit for us once so we could have our first real date. Dean took me to the drive-in. I have no idea what movie was playing, but the sex was incredible.
After college, Dean already has contingent offers from two different NFL teams. One in Florida and one in Texas. Basically, they’ll take him as long as he signs on within thirty days after his graduation and his stats remain the same. No, his current team didn’t take home the big trophy this season, but they went to the playoffs and landed in the number two national slot. Dean handed them four out of five touchdowns. Not bad.