Too Much Information (Awkward Love 3)

“That’s for teasing me,” I say.

She rocks against my erection, her hands rolling over my stomach. I shudder as she wraps her fingers firmly around my shaft, sliding her fist along my length.

“Holy fucking Christ,” I bite out.

She smiles, her expression satisfied, like she’s just realized she’s in complete control—that is, until two seconds later when I roll her over. I cup her chin and press my mouth against hers, the taste of her lips incredible. I run my hand down over her body, bunching her skirt up around her waist. She jumps when my fingers creep over her lace panties. I pull back enough so I can study her face.

“So wet.” I push aside the damp fabric and feel her inside. “And very fucking sweet.”

She lifts her hips as I roll her panties down over her thighs and toss them aside. Then I settle myself between her legs, pushing her breasts out from the constraint of her bra. I suck hard on her nipple while she writhes beneath me, her hands clutching my head. She lifts my head, her mouth finding mine as my erection stabs at her thigh.

“You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this,” I profess.

I’m so hard for her, I’m throbbing. It’s taking all my resolve not to just thrust myself inside her, but not yet. She laughs as I kiss my way down her body. When I get to her skirt, I unzip the back and wrestle it off her.

“That was a workout in itself.” I grin.

“Just be thankful I’m not in my jeans, or you’d have no hope,” she retorts.

All she wears is a black bra that’s made its way down to her waist. She looks down at it and smiles, then reaches behind her back.

“There,” I say as she tosses it aside. “The playing field’s even.”

She pauses thoughtfully. “Well, there’s one thing left to make it even,” she says.

My eyes widen. “Just so we’re clear, you’re not penetrating me with anything,” I respond, slithering my way back up to her face. She laughs as I snake my hand around the back of her neck and lift her to my lips. “Do you have a condom, by any chance?” I ask.

She reaches over to her nightstand and fumbles in the drawer. Her face goes red.

“You, uh, might want to check that it hasn’t expired.”

I laugh and check the package, then tear it open with my teeth, rolling it onto my cock. Then I kiss her, my mouth exploring hers as she wraps her legs around my waist.

“Let me know if I hurt you,” I whisper, sliding myself inside her.

“You won’t,” she assures me. “I’m resilient, remember?”

She moans, lifting her hips off the bed, so they’re pressed against me as I push myself inside her. My grip on her waist tightens as her movements push me deeper, her pussy clinging to me.

“Fuck, you feel good,” I pant, growling the words out.

I kiss her neck, my lips savoring her soft skin as I slide my shaft in and out of her wetness, her thighs clenching around me.

“Oh, Luke,” she yelps. I growl as she touches her breasts, tilting back her neck as I thrust into her tight, wet pussy. The sight of her playing with herself like that is driving me crazy, to the point where I can feel the throbbing in my cock begin to ache.

“Yes,” I hiss. I pump inside her, faster and harder until I come. “I’m coming,” I choke out, kissing her roughly on the mouth. She wraps her arms around my neck, her skin warm and sticky, as her lips explore mine.

Breathing heavy, I pull out, then roll onto my side, wrapping my arms around her. She smiles as I kiss her neck, both of us too exhausted to speak. Our hearts thud loudly, almost in sync, as we come down from our high. She turns to face me, her bright eyes shining as they study mine.

“Okay.” She leans in for another kiss, this one soft and tender. “Now I think we’re almost even.”

“Almost?” I repeat with a chuckle.

She nods.

“I just need to hear one more time how it felt when my brother walked in on you.”Chapter Eight

LauraYawning, I roll over, smiling when I see Luke lying next to me. I watch him for a moment, my eyes traveling down to the way the sheet rises to accommodate his obvious erection. I smirk and reach over, running my finger gently over the outline of his cock. I bite my lip because the only thing better than waking up with him next to me, is waking up to him like this.

These last few days have been a whirlwind of work, mind-blowing sex, and one sneaky evening in the supply closet where we had mind-blowing sex at work. I have to pinch myself to make sure I’m not dreaming because this kind of thing doesn’t happen to me. I squeal as he rolls me on top of him, his actions scaring the fuck out of me.