“You are mine. My girlfriend, my woman, my arm candy, and any other description that basically means I own your sexy body. You with me so far?”
She tried to look offended but failed when she laughed. Giving up, she just grinned and nodded.
“That means if any other men come near you, I kick their asses over the goalpost.”
Wrenley giggled, then arched an eyebrow and studied me fiercely. “Same goes for women and you,” she growled adorably.
“Absolutely.” My instant affirmation drained all of her tension, and she was back to smiling happily.
“Now, I might as well keep going since we’re doing the whole honesty thing,” I drawled as I leaned back against the cushions. “This is what’s going to happen next.”
“Do tell.”
Grasping her hips, I rearranged her so she was straddling my lap. “First, I’m going to feast on your sweet pussy until I’ve had my fill. Then I’m going to pop that innocent little cherry and make you mine inside and out. After that, we’ll go home, where I’ll most likely do it all over again as well as a few other things I’ve been fantasizing about. And finally, I’m moving your sexy little ass into our apartment as soon as I can line up the movers. But I’m not willing to sleep without you anymore, so we’ll go grab enough of your shit for you to survive a couple of days until we can get the rest of it.”
Wrenley was beaming at me, her skin flushed, and her green eyes almost crystalline from the happiness shining out of them. “You’re pretty sure of yourself, aren’t you, superstar?”
Showing seemed like a much better answer than telling.
8
Jordan
Grabbing Wrenley’s ass, I yanked her forward so our bodies were plastered together from chest to groin and slammed my mouth down on hers. I feasted on her lips, nibbling and sucking, before growling, “Open.” Her lips parted, and my tongue plundered the recesses of her mouth. After a few seconds, I felt the softest brush of her velvety tongue against mine. Groaning, I angled my head, deepening the kiss and demanding she give me more.
My cock was leaking like a sieve, making a fucking mess of my pants, but I didn’t give a shit. I wanted my woman’s pussy in my mouth before I let him have his turn.
Releasing Wrenley’s ass cheeks, I glided my palms up her back until I found the hidden zipper. As I slowly drew it down, the satiny fabric gaped in the front. I pulled back, and my breath got caught in my throat at the sight of her tits practically spilling out of a purple lace corset. Fuck. My mouth watered, and my cock almost exploded when I pushed down the cups so her big globes filled my waiting hands. They were heavy and round and so fucking perfect.
An image of milk beading on her taut nipples short-circuited my brain for a second, and a little come spurted from my dick.
When I wrapped my lips around one diamond-hard peak, Wrenley moaned and arched her back, pushing it farther into my mouth. The boning in the corset held her tits up so I could use my hands elsewhere while I tugged and sucked and left little love bites all over her mounds.
Reaching down at Wrenley’s sides, I gathered the material of her dress into my fist and shoved the hem up to her waist. My fingers sought out the thin bands of elastic on the sides of her underwear, and I snapped them so her panties fell away.
Wrenley gasped, and her hips bucked, making me suck in my own sharp breath when her hot pussy rubbed on my cock with only the wet material of my pants and boxer briefs separating us.
After placing a kiss on each nipple, I lifted Wrenley off my lap and set her on her feet. She wobbled a little, putting a cocky smirk on my lips, so I held her hips until she seemed steady enough to stand on her own.
She watched me with pale green, lust-glazed pools and licked her lips. It was so fucking sexy I had to steel myself against the rush of need so I wouldn’t lose my patience and rip her dress as I dragged it down her body, letting the material pool on the ground. Desperate to see all of her, I hurried to unhook her corset, then let it fall into the pile of clothes.
“Holy motherfucking hell,” I breathed as I drank in the sight of her beauty before me. Indulgently, I leaned back against the couch and let my eyes slide down her body inch by inch. Her full tits bounced a little with her rapid breaths, the pink tips still wet from my mouth. Her soft, slightly rounded tummy made me want to lick all around her belly button and leave possessive bite marks to remind her who she belonged to. And damn, she was going to look like a goddess when she was big and swollen with our children.