The Assignment

I finally opened the car door and got out. He did the same and followed. His body behind me was palpable as we walked together toward my house. Then I fumbled with my keys until I managed to open the door.

Once inside, he looped his fingers with mine and locked my hand in his. He slowly brought me toward him until our lips pressed together. I exhaled into his mouth as our frantic breaths collided. Troy’s tongue went in search of mine, and I knew I was a goner. Hell. This man was the best kisser. Every inch of me felt ready to explode. It had been a long time since I’d had sex, sure. But the sexual attraction I had for Troy was next level. I’d never felt this intense need for another person’s body before.

I scratched at his back as our kiss intensified. As he leaned into me, his hard-on became apparent. I couldn’t help remembering the rumor about his size. I wasn’t proud to be thinking about what Jasmine used to say about him right now, but that’s where my mind went. I wondered if I’d be able to take him, since the two men I’d been with had both been average-sized.

“Aspyn, I’m so freaking happy right now.”

I didn’t respond to that, but my body certainly echoed the sentiment. And it turned out, I was the one with the least patience between us.

“We should go to my room,” I muttered into his mouth.

He spoke over my lips. “Lead the way, beautiful.”

We broke the kiss before I took him into my bedroom. I paused in front of my bed to reach my arms around his neck and kiss him again.

With our lips still pressed together, he placed my hand on his belt. “Undress me.”

Wrapping my fingers around his belt buckle, I slowly opened it like I would the most ornately wrapped present. Loosening the belt, I slid it out from the loops on his pants and threw it to the ground. The buckle landed in a loud clank. I tugged at the opening of his jeans, noticing the warm skin of his hard stomach. I looked down to find a thin trail of hair lining his abs. Fuck, he was beautiful. My mouth watered.

“You like what you see?” he asked.

Biting my bottom lip, I nodded.

“Wait till you feel me inside you.”

Jesus.

Rather than push his pants down, I slid my hands up his bare chest to feel the contours of his muscles.

“I love the way you’re looking at me right now…so much, Aspyn.”

“Get over yourself,” I teased.

“I can’t wait to have you over me—and under me. Can’t fucking wait,” he said huskily, looking down at my chest. “Can I touch you?”

I nodded fast. “Mm-hmm.”

“Can I take off your shirt?” he asked.

I nodded again.

He slipped my shirt over my head and reached out to gently cup my breasts through my bra, massaging them slowly. Having his hands on me felt freaking amazing.

“You know what I love about your body?” he asked.

“What?” I could barely form words, so aroused by his touch.

“How natural it is. I love that you’re not skin and bones. I love that your tits aren’t fake. They’re phenomenally real.” He placed his hand on my stomach. “And I love this.”

A twinge of discomfort coursed through me. “You love my jelly roll?”

“It’s a tiny pooch—and yes, it turns me the fuck on.” He reached his hand behind me. “But what makes me absolutely crazy is your ass, Aspyn. I’ve been obsessed with it from the moment I first saw it jiggle in those Goofy scrubs, and I can’t wait to fuck you from behind.”

Turned on to the max, I leaned in to taste his lips again.

“Now tell me what you want,” he whispered over my mouth.

I was too far gone to be anything but completely honest at this point. “You seem to want me to tell you what I want. But I don’t want that.”

He pulled away and arched his brow. “Okay?”

I decided to unleash my deepest, darkest desire. “I prefer it if you call the shots. Tell me what to do.”

His breathing was labored as he cupped my breast again and squeezed. “That’s what you like, huh? Well, I’ll be damned. You sure you want to give me all the control like that?”

I dragged my teeth along my bottom lip. “Yes.”

“Well, then you have told me what you want.” He placed another hard kiss on my lips. “Take off your bra and panties so I can look at you naked.”

After I slipped off the rest of my clothes, he looked me up and down, his eyes glassy with desire. “You have no idea how turned on I am just looking at you.” Troy returned his eyes to mine. “Now, finish undressing me.”

Placing my hand on his zipper, I lowered it and pushed his jeans down. A spot of wetness on his gray boxer briefs met my eye. I rubbed my palm against the heat of his bulge. I could tell how huge he was. That excited and terrified me all at once.