It's Complicated (Awkward Love 1)

“Nothing,” I shrug. “I said you fell asleep on my couch and I didn’t want to wake you.” She looks so anxious that I reach for her hand to reassure her that it’s okay. “He doesn’t know anything. I think he was just worried about you, but that was way too close.” I hesitate and focus on her. “We really need to think this through, Anna. Decide whether this is something that we both want. And if it is, we have to do it right. We can't risk getting caught like that again. It's not fair to either of us.”

She nods and looks at me with her sultry blue eyes that make my cock twitch. I’m resisting the urge to take back possession of my shirt and fuck the hell out of her, because, god, she looks hot.

“I agree that we need to be careful, but I don't want to stop this,” she says with a frown. I take her hand and pull her onto my lap, giving up on fighting the urge to touch her.

“Neither do I,” I mutter.

Fuck Dan and everything else. I can’t think of anything , other than feeling my cock slide inside her pussy, but she’s still hesitant to let my dick anywhere near that. I’ve pretended that I haven't noticed, but I have, and I'm sure it’s because of the rumors. Maybe she’s scared she can't handle me, or that I won’t fit in. Either way, as much as I want her, I don't want to rush her. The last thing I want is to scare her off. For now, I'm happy just making sure that she’s happy, and the best way I knew how to do that is with my tongue.

“Again?” she says, her eyes wide when I flip her onto the couch and move down onto the floor.

I chuckle as I spread her legs a little wider, that familiar mouthwatering scent hitting me again. I lean forward and lick, while she gasps and clenches her thighs together.

“What? I happen to love your pussy,” I say, grinning up at her. “You’re not complaining, are you?” She shakes her head viciously and groans as I bury my face between her thighs again.

“A guy that wants to go down on me every five seconds?” she giggles “I should call the police.”

Smirking, I lick along her entrance before she finishes her sentence, making her jump. I rest my elbows on the inside of her thighs to keep them nice and spread for me. She groans as my tongue slides into her. I suck on her clit, then ease a finger inside her wet pussy. Her legs tense, but I keep them open. Her fingers rake through my hair, clutching onto it as I eat her out. I look up at her and smile because there is nothing sexier than her watching me while I lick her pussy.

“Holy fuck,” she breathes, her eyebrows lifting. “That feels… I can't even…”

I grin, my tongue circling around her clit, exploring every part of her pussy. Her breathing gets heavier, and her movements become more erratic. I sense that she's close, so I focus on that clit and suck the hell out of it. Finally, she comes. Her back arches as she pushes my face against her wetness. I gasp because I can barely breathe, but if I have to die right now, death by pussy is a more than adequate way to go.

Gasping, she lets go of my hair and pushes me away, leaving both of us trying to catch our breath. I sit back up and wipe my mouth, grinning like an idiot while she struggles to get over the fact that she came on my tongue. Finally, she curls up in my arms and smiles up at me. I tilt her face up to mine, kissing her gently on the mouth. She climbs on top of me, straddling me, rocking herself against my erection.

“I love the way you look at me,” she murmurs.

“You’re pretty amazing to look at.” I shrug as if it were all on her.

She sits back and studies me for a moment, then slides the shirt she’s wearing—my shirt—over her head. I let out a growl and run my hands over her naked curves. I lean forward and kiss her body, letting my mouth find its way to her breasts. I flick her nipple with my tongue, sucking at it hard. She cries out and runs her hands through my hair, while I wonder if I can make her come again.

“Wait,” she whispers, lifting my face to hers. She grins and lowers herself to the floor, positioning herself between my legs. “I hope you don’t mind me doing this,” she says.

God, those eyes, and the way she’s looking at me…

She grabs hold of my boxer shorts and carefully reaches inside. She gasps as my cock springs out, hard and ready to go. When she wraps her delicate hands around me, I groan, doing everything I can not to explode right then and there. I don't miss the way her eyes widen when she sees the size of me, nor do I miss the way she’s trying to loosen her jaw. I swallow a chuckle, because she looks so damn cute, rotating her extender muscle like that.