She smiled, her eyes dancing happily. “I am curved.”
“You tell me what you want tonight,” I said, easing my hand beneath the back of her shirt.
“Because I paid for it?” Her expression became uncertain. “Do you feel like you have to have sex with me because I paid for this date?”
“Not at all. I want to, very much. But only if you want me, too.”
“I do.”
I leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss, my body tight and tense with arousal. I had the occasional one-night stand, but it had been a long time. And I usually found those women on Tinder. I didn’t go out on dates like Sheridan and I had tonight. I’d spent the whole evening admiring her, my desire for her building to the point I could hardly stand it.
And now, finally, I didn’t have to hold back.
She moaned and pressed her body against mine, the kiss becoming more intense. I ran a hand over her round, voluptuous ass and groaned. God, was it sexy. I wanted so much more. When I put both hands on her ass and squeezed, she moaned into my mouth and grabbed a handful of my long hair, tugging roughly.
Fuck. It was on.
I bent slightly and picked her up, eliciting a stunned gasp.
“Lars, no, I’m too—”
“Wrap your legs around me,” I told her, and she complied.
She felt so fucking sweet molded against me, her legs locked just beneath my waist. I had to take the occasional break from kissing her to make sure I wasn’t about to trip over something and fall.
“Where’s your bedroom?” I asked her as I pulled away from a long, hungry kiss.
“Keep walking this way,” she said breathlessly. “First door on the right.”
Her apartment was the size of a fucking IKEA store. Once I finally reached the hallway and I had a clear path, I broke into a run. She squealed, squeezing her legs around me tighter, and laughed.
The lights were off in her bedroom, but there was enough of a glow coming in through the large windows that I was able to find her bed. I set her down and eased up the bottom of her shirt, kissing her stomach. She squirmed and laughed again.
“Oh, God. Sorry.” She laughed. “I like it, but it tickles. No one’s ever kissed me there before.”
I pushed her shirt up farther, and she grabbed it and pulled it off over the top of her head.
Holy fuck. I knew her breasts were big, but the sight of them in the lacy bra she was wearing was absolute perfection. Her large pink nipples showed through the delicate fabric. I ran my tongue over one and she moaned.
That was all the encouragement I needed. I spent the next ten minutes lavishing attention on her breasts—licking, sucking, and nipping them before finally taking her bra off. The entire time, her hands were in my hair, tugging hard when I did something she loved. She still had her legs wrapped around me, too.
It was heaven. She smelled lightly of coconut and her skin was so soft. Every moan made my erection strain against my pants.
She pulled my shirt off and ran her hands over my sculpted chest and shoulders, making an “mmm” sound as she did. When I unfastened her pants and moved down to her ankles to pull them off, she gasped again.
“I just need to close the blinds real quick,” she said, scrambling to the side of the bed and grabbing a remote.
“Why, can people see in?”
There was no building across from hers, only the view of the night sky.
“No, but—”
“Leave them open,” I told her. “I want to see you.”
“Yeah, but—”
“You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. Let me look.”
She sighed softly and set the remote down. “Okay.”
I couldn’t keep my gaze from her as she came back over to the bed. Her dark hair was spread out over one shoulder and another section fell just to the top of her breasts. Her panties were lacy, like her bra.
We were both on the bed on our knees when I kissed her again, holding her body tightly to mine. I cupped her ass again, groaning. I’d never get enough of her ass.
“You feel so good,” she whispered against my lips.
“So do you.”
“I’m kind of…” She pulled back and met my eyes in the moonlight. “I don’t know how to say it. It’s been a while since I’ve, you know, and I’ve only been with one man before.”
I dropped my hands from her ass.
“Oh. It’s okay, Sheridan. We don’t have to do this.”
“No! I want to do this. We’re doing this. I’m just…awkward, I guess.”
I smiled. “There’s not one thing about you that is awkward. You are perfect.”
“God, I want you so bad.”
“Lie down,” I told her.
She did, and I eased her panties down, then kissed my way up her thighs. She fidgeted a little as I got higher.