Love You Better (Better Love 1)

And just like that, her body tenses, and her mouth falls open with the hottest fucking breathy moan. I massage her clit faster, giving it a little pinch, and she moans louder, tossing her head back and finally giving in to the heavy droop of her eyelids.

I watch, fascinated, as she rides out her orgasm. I swear I will never forget the look on her face. It’s the sexiest, most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and I continue rubbing her clit, extending her pleasure, until she jerks back and stills my hand with hers.

“No more,” she pants. “It’s too good.” She rests her forehead on mine, eyes still closed, and our heavy breaths mingle as our lips ghost over each other. “It’s so good, Kell.”

“Mmmm,” I murmur, and glide my fingers back through her folds, coating them in her arousal. I bring my fingers to my mouth, and she watches with wide, heated eyes as I suck on them.

“I’m going to taste you next.” I lean in and kiss her, tangling her tongue with mine so she can taste herself on me, and she hums in appreciation.

“I’m going to tongue fuck that pretty pussy until you’re coming on my face,” I rasp into her mouth

“Oh my God,” she gasps, greedily swallowing my words.

“I’ll have your cum dripping down my chin before I’m done with you.”

She grips my shirt in response, digging her nails into my pecs, and then slides her hands down my chest.

“I want you in my mouth,” she whispers and closes one of her tiny hands around my hard as fuck dick.

“Yeah?” I ask with a smirk and thrust my dick into her palm. I try to remain calm and confident when inside I’m losing my shit like a giddy kid in an arcade. This is more than I ever could have hoped for. I never even let myself fantasize about this. “You want to wrap your pretty lips around my—”

The sound of the deadbolt unlocking on the apartment door startles us into silence, and we have just enough time to move our hands into more respectable positions when the door swings open and Jesse walks in.

I fucking knew I should have taken her to my room.

Ivy is holding her breath, an embarrassed blush mixing with the lingering flush from her orgasm, red from chest to forehead, and she squeezes her eyes shut. I watch over her shoulder as Jesse scrolls through his phone and drops his bag on the floor by the door without looking up.

“Kelley?” he shouts into the condo, eyes still on his phone as he kicks off a shoe. “You home? I ran into Cassie in the Student Unio—”

Jesse stops abruptly mid-sentence, one shoe off, when he looks up from his phone and sees Ivy and me on the couch. I keep my face blank and watch as his surprised eyes take in the scene: Ivy straddling me, my hands on her waist, our hair mussed, and my lips swollen from kissing. Thank god I hadn’t taken off any of her clothes.

“So...” he says, “what exactly is going on here?”

Ivy opens her eyes and slowly looks over her shoulder at him.

“Heeeeey, Jesse,” she squeaks, her cheeks and neck burning red, and for the longest second ever, we all just sit there, stuck in a staring match, holding our breath, and waiting for someone to say something to make this less awkward.

Then, slowly, a smile starts to creep over Jesse’s face.

“Has this been going on long?” His question is all playful humor, and Ivy and I answer at the same time.

“No!”

“It’s new.”

Jesse nods, and his grin grows. Ivy lets out a slow breath, and I watch as a matching smile takes over her face.

Then, Ivy giggles and Jesse throws both hands in the air.

“MOM AND DAD!” he shouts. “Finally, my family is whole! A child of a broken home no more,” he jokes proudly as he kicks off his other shoe. “Your dick better not be out, Kelley, because we’re gonna have a family cuddle,” and he launches his 6’3” frame on to the couch, tackling Ivy and me.

“Owwww,” Ivy yells through her laughter. “J, you’re squishing me!”

“Get your big ass off, Jesse,” I joke and give him a shove, turning in an attempt to take some of his weight off Ivy.

“Shhhh.” He wraps his arms around us both in a giant, awkward hug. “Embrace the love. This is the happiest day of my life.” Ivy is in a fit of giggles, and I’m smiling so big my cheeks hurt as Jesse snuggles his face into Ivy’s hair.

“This is nice,” he says on an exhale, and we lie there for a few seconds, laughing at his giddiness.