Love You Better (Better Love 1)

My mom and Jacob are both asleep. My mom’s room is downstairs, but Jacob is right across the hall, and I don’t want anything to interrupt this moment with Kelley. This thrilling, amazing, perfect moment that’s been a long time coming.

I scoot backward on the bed and he follows so that he’s kneeling between my parted thighs, bracing his arms on either side of my body as I’m propped up on my elbows. He breaks the kiss to sit up on his knees and pull off his shirt, and I lift myself up and do the same. Kelley pauses, his eyes eating up every inch of my exposed flesh. I was wearing pajamas when he got here, so now I’m in front of him in only a pair of cotton boy short panties.

I watch him as I slide my hands up my body and pinch my peaked nipples. When he groans, I smirk. He reaches down and cups my breast with one hand, and palms his erection, squeezing tightly, with his other. My body flushes hot at the sight.

“Stand up,” I command, and I barely recognize my voice for the rawness in it. When he does, I lean forward to place open-mouthed kisses on his stomach. He swears softly and runs his fingers through my hair as I trace my tongue over his cut abs. I bring my hands up to squeeze his tight backside, and then drag his shorts down his thighs.

His erection pops out of his shorts, bopping me on the chin, and I giggle.

“Whoops.” He laughs, and I bring my eyes to his, lighting up with the mirth and playfulness there. “Sorry,” he says with a smile, definitely not sorry.

My matching smile is mischievous, and without breaking eye contact, I wrap my hand around his hardness and stroke. His eyes flutter shut, his head falls back, and he groans.

“Ah ah,” I tease. “Eyes on me, baby.” He snaps his eyes open and the uninhibited heat in them is intoxicating. “Keep those pretty hazel eyes on me, Kelley,” I say, repeating his words from before. He smirks and gives my hair a light tug before I lower my mouth to him.

I lick up his shaft, swirling my tongue around the tip before taking it into my mouth and sucking lightly. It’s been years since I’ve given a blowjob, but his answering groan and the way his hands tighten in my hair tell me I’m doing something right.

I lave my tongue on the sensitive underside of his head, sucking him like a lollipop, then tighten my lips over my teeth and take him deep into my mouth, massaging his shaft with my tongue as I do. I pump the rest of him with my hand, using my spit as lubricant. Kelley gathers my hair into a ponytail on the top of my head and never takes his eyes off me, not even when I close mine and take him as deeply as I can into my throat.

“Fuck, Ivy. Fuck,” he says, his words low, his moans muted in the effort to be quiet. His breathing is heavy and when I move my mouth back to suck on the smooth head and stroke his shaft with both my hands, he pulls me off him, his erection leaving my lips with a pop.

“If you keep going, I’m going to come in your mouth, and as much as I want to do that, baby, I’ve got overdue plans for your pussy tonight.”

Whoa. My panties were already wet, but my core throbs from his words, his smoldering looks. He captures my lips with his, and I lie back, pulling him on top of me.

My legs are wrapped around him, his hardness heavy and hot against my core through the thin material of my panties. He runs his hands up and down my sides, cupping my breasts, and moves down to suck on my nipple. He bites lightly, making me whimper, then does the same to the other.

His lips are a lit match, dragging flames across the surface of my skin, warming me up on the outside as smoke unfurls in my belly. The feverish sensation spreads outward toward my limbs, sparking at my fingertips and toes. He drags fire from the swell of my breasts to my collarbone, up over the slope of my neck, pausing briefly at the shell of my ear. His breath is heavy and warm, causing my flesh to prickle despite the spiked temperature. He whispers my name in a voice thick with lust, and the sound is lightning straight to my core. When his mouth captures mine once more, I combust.

Pulling him closer, I deepen his kiss, clenching my thighs and rocking my hips against him. I bite his lower lip and tug, causing a deep growl to ripple through him, and he presses his erection against my center. He moves a hand between us and into my panties. When he runs his fingers over me, he moans into my mouth.

“You want this?” Kelley rasps as he massages my clit and then slides back down to circle my opening. “Tell me you want my fingers inside your pussy.” He continues to tease me, tracing his fingers over me, circling around me, but never pushes inside.

“I want you,” I gasp.

I’m swollen and soaking and aching for him, and I thrust at his hand trying to slip his finger inside. To get any kind of relief. He smiles against my mouth, pulls away slightly when I try to kiss him, and watches my face as he slowly slides two fingers into me. It’s euphoric.

“Fuck, baby,” Kelley murmurs, dropping his head into the crook of my neck, sucking on my skin. As he thrusts in and out of me, I moan and clench around his fingers.

“Fuuuck,” he says again, strained and breathless. I can feel his erection pressed hard against my thigh, so I reach down and grab it. He groans, and thrusts his fingers faster, using his palm to put delicious pressure onto my clit.

“I’m gonna eat this pussy now,” he growls into my ear, and then makes his way down my body. Licking, nipping, sucking. When he reaches my hips, he pulls my panties down my legs and begins peppering my inner thighs with wet kisses.

I watch him, his broad shoulders spreading my legs, his big hands wrapped around my thighs. When he sets his hazel eyes on mine, the sight is so erotic and sexy that my clit aches with need. He blows lightly over the heated skin at the apex of my thighs and a shiver wracks up my body.

“I haven’t stopped thinking about this,” Kelley says, looking up at me from between my legs, blowing lightly again on my clit. “I’ve been dying to make you come again.”

“God, yes,” I cry. I try to raise my hips to his mouth, but his arms keep me pinned to the bed.

“Remember how good it felt last time?” He kisses my right inner thigh, and I squirm. “How I sucked on your clit until you came.” He nips at the other, and I whimper.

“Please.” I nod my head quickly.

His answering smile is wicked, and when he swipes his tongue over my folds without breaking eye contact, I almost come right then. Kelley drives me wild with his mouth, playing my body like an instrument he’s been mastering all his life, and when he brings me to orgasm, it’s a full body crescendo of sensations.

I’m panting and writhing, a livewire of nerve endings, and I want more. I need more. I pull him back up my body and kiss him hard.

“I want you,” I pant. “I want you right now.”