Easing the cup of her bra down to expose her cherry nipple, he covered it with his mouth. She moaned then sucked in a breath as if someone could hear her, but her parents took her sister and a friend to a movie. Mickey knew it was just the two of them for another hour and a half.
“Do you like this?”
She opened her heavy eyelids. “Yes,” she whispered, wetting her lips.
He held her gaze, a silent permission, as he pulled down the cup on the other side. Gently rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger a few times, he watched her eyes close again. Her hands clenched at her sides. He felt it too. The most painful pleasure. It had been building for several years.
“Mickey …”
He sucked her nipple.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“Yes … no … I don’t know.”
“Touch me, Sunny. Please,” he whispered his desperate plea around her breast.
“W-where?”
He took her hand and guided it between his legs. She didn’t move for several seconds and he didn’t force her any farther, but he couldn’t keep himself from making small thrusts into it. When she finally curled her fingers around the bulged denim, he groaned and nearly came right there.
“Ow!” She tensed.
“Sorry, baby.” He lapped his tongue over her nipple after biting it when she squeezed him.
“I’m just so damn turned on and I want you to touch me, but it’s almost too much.”
“Mickey, I love you, but I just don’t know if …”
“You don’t want to have sex. It’s okay—”
“No. I’m just … or we, well, I don’t want to get pregnant.”
“What if I buy condoms?”
“What do you mean ‘what if you buy condoms?’”
He chewed his lower lip for a few moments. “I mean, can we have sex if I use a condom or I’ll wear two even … hell, I’ll wear ten if it means we can …” He kissed the slight swell of her breast.
She grinned. “I think one is sufficient.”
He mirrored her grin. “Is that a yes?”
Sunny nodded slowly. He was ready to run out right then and buy condoms, but by the time he’d return their alone time would be about up.
“Take your shirt off.”
Her eyes went wide. “I thought we just agreed to wait until—”
He sat up and tugged at her top. “No sex. But there’s a lot we can do without actually having sex.”
Sunny stared at him, then on a deep sigh she lifted her arms.
Mickey grinned a victorious smile as he pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it aside.
“God, I hope my parents don’t come home early.”
He wiggled his eyebrows. “The fear of getting caught makes it that much more exciting.” He reached around and unfastened her bra.
She held it to her breasts.
“I just saw them. I had them in my mouth.” He smirked.
Sunny continued to stare at him.
“Fine. Here.” He shrugged off his shirt.
Her eyes roved over his torso, not that she hadn’t seen it before, but it did feel different with her shirt off too—intimate, sexual.
“I can’t believe how much of a man you’ve turned into.”
He chuckled. “You have no idea.”
She released her hold on her bra, letting it fall from her chest. “Now what?” Her nerves showed through her shaky words.
“I want to take your pants off.”
She shook her head. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Just your pants, okay. I’ll leave your underwear on and I’ll leave my jeans on. Deal?”
Biting her lips together, she nodded once.
“Yes?”
She nodded again.
“Lie back.”
She scooted her body around and lay back on the couch. He unfastened her jeans, keeping his eyes on hers the whole time. Then he slid them down and off her legs.
“You’re beautiful, so very beautiful.”
He nearly orgasmed just from the sight of her in nothing but a pair of white cotton panties, auburn hair fanned around her head. Fear took over her face as he unfastened his belt.
“W-what are you doing?”
“I don’t want to scratch you with my belt.”
“Why? What are we going to do?”
After dropping his belt to the floor, he pushed her legs open. She resisted him for a second then tried to relax.
He kissed his way up the inside of her leg.
She panted as he brushed his nose over her cotton panties, taking a deep inhale before continuing up her body.
“We’re going to practice.” He whispered over her lips before kissing her. As his tongue slid against hers, he rocked his pelvis into her. It wouldn’t take long, he just hoped he’d hold out until she found her own release.
Sunny moaned into his mouth. He slowly rocked into her, vying for every bit of friction he could get. Within seconds she responded to him, meeting him thrust for thrust, rocking her hips and sometimes circling them, searching for that right spot. He didn’t have to search, he was there, waiting on the precipice while praying to God she hurried up.