“Fuck,” I mutter because I can’t kiss her right now. I continue teasing her, “You’re not going to stop, are you?”
“Nope.”
“Fine,” I huff.
Carla comes to lie down half over me and rests her head on my chest. She lets out a happy sigh. “Not so bad, is it?”
I shake my head. “You’re not the one being used for a pillow.”
Then she snuggles into me. “My favorite pillow.”
The now-familiar emotions ripple through me before I turn my gaze back to the TV.
I rest my arm over Carla and begin to brush my fingers over her arm, taking in the feel of her soft skin. We’re not even halfway through the movie before she falls asleep with her fingers curled into my shirt.
I’m overly conscious of her body pressing against mine, and it makes need ripple through my abdomen. It’s getting hard to take things slow with her. Then again, we’ve technically been dating a week. Not that we’ve done much dating with what happened to Forest and Aria.
When Shrek is almost done, I close my eyes and pretend I’ve fallen asleep as well. I listen as Forest and Aria turn off the TV and lights before they head toward the hallway. I wait a couple minutes longer, then I open my eyes again.
Now that we’re alone, I shift a bit down, so I’m more comfortable and wrapping both my arms around Carla, I let out a contented sigh and drift off to sleep.
I feel the heat from her body as she lies half over me. My hand keeps trailing up and down her arm, her skin as soft as silk beneath my fingers.
Carla glances up at me, and seeing the desire in her eyes, my self-control is non-existent. Taking hold of her jaw, I crush my mouth to hers. Her moan reverberates into me as her hand moves from my chest, slipping under my sweatpants. Her fingers wrap around my cock, and she begins to stroke me, making my body go up in flames with need for her.
“Noah,” she moans…
I wake up with one hell of a start, my heart pounding in my chest. It takes me a moment to realize I’m lying on the couch with Carla, and it was only a dream. Instantly disappointment wells in my chest because it felt so real… so good.
Carla stirs, pressing her body against mine, and her arm tightens around me.
My cock hardens to the point where it’s bordering on painful. I have no doubt it would take only a matter of seconds for me to come if Carla were to wrap her fingers around my cock.
She pushes her body closer and moves her leg over mine, and it makes her thigh push against my cock. A burst of pleasure shoots through me, making my body jerk.
You want to take it slow with her.
You want to take it slow with her.
You want to…
Carla moves her thigh higher until she covers my cock, and it ceases all brain activity for me. She glances up at me, and she must see the desire on my face because she pushes herself up. When she straddles me and her pussy presses down on my cock, I grab hold of her hips.
Pleasure makes me stiff as fuck, and I can’t stop myself from thrusting up against her, needing more friction.
Some brain activity returns, enough for me to mutter, “Even though we’re in a relationship…” She rubs herself against my cock, making it impossible for me to finish my sentence.
“Yeah?” Carla places her hands on my jaw and leans closer. “What about it?”
She pushes down on me, and I only manage to moan, “I wanted...” I tighten my grip on her hips, “to take it slow.”
Carla stops moving, and her eyes lock on mine. “Do you want to wait?”
“Not anymore. We…” Her mouth crashes against mine, and then I figure we’re done talking.
Carla’s tongue slips into my mouth, and I move my hand to the back of her neck as I tilt my head. Our lips work each other into a frenzy, hunger in every nip, every tug, every suck.
I can feel the heat from her pussy right through our clothes, and lowering one hand to her ass, I push myself up into a sitting position. Breaking the kiss, I say, “Wrap your legs around me.”
Carla doesn’t hesitate, and when I stand up with her in my arms, she begins to rain kisses down my neck until she sucks on my pulse. My fingers dig into her ass as I walk us to her room. I shut the door before carrying her over to the bed. When I lay her down, our eyes lock. The heat in her gaze makes me lose my mind, and the need to consume her overwhelms me.
I push my hand inside her sweatpants and panties, and cupping her pussy, I growl, “Do you want this?”