The Best Mistake (Not Just Friends 1)
“I want you, baby,” he murmured against her lips. “But we should talk as well.” He pulled back but kept his gaze locked on hers. “You have no fucking clue how much I want this right now.”
To solidify his words he gripped her wrists in one of his hands and moved it between their bodies. Her palm came in contact with his rock hard cock. Feeling for his zipper with her fingers, she slowly pulled it down once she found it.
His grip tightened on her wrist, and then he slowly loosened his hold and stared into her eyes. Shoshanna slowly brought his zipper down and it sounded obscenely loud, but she refused to stop.
Slipping her hand through the fly and through his boxer briefs, she felt the hot and hard length of his shaft. The piercing at the tip was warmed from his body heat and clothing, and she moved her thumb over the crown, smearing his pre-cum around.
When she wrapped her fingers around him she loved that the tips didn’t touch. His chest rose and fell fast and hard, and he lifted his arm and placed his hand on the wall beside her head.
The wetness that coated her panties caused the material to press against her pussy, rubbing along her folds and teasing her clit. Shoshanna licked her lips and pulled his shaft out from the confines of the material. He closed his eyes when she started stroking him from root to tip, and a tingling sensation slammed into her pussy.
“Kiss me, Toby—”
He didn’t let her finish the words before his mouth was on hers and his tongue slipped past her lips. His cock felt like it swelled in her grasp. When he groaned and jerked his hips forward that tingling intensified and moved up to her nipples. He didn’t stop kissing her as he started a slow, steady thrust of his hips in her grasp.
He fucked himself in her hand while he devoured her mouth.
He moved the hand that wasn’t beside her head lower until he had one aching and full breast in his big palm. It felt so unbelievably good as he moved his fingers over her nipple, not doing anything more than torturously teasing the stiff peak.
“Oh God, Toby, you’re making me feel so good.”
“I’m just starting with you, baby, and I don’t have any intentions of ending any time soon.”
18
Touching her was torture, pure, agonizing torture. The way she responded to him had his cock harder than fuck. Dirty thoughts slammed into his head, images of her beneath him, her smooth, soft skin bared to him.
He ran his palm over her nipple, nearly groaning when the little bead tightened further under the material of her shirt.
Toby took her mouth harder, worrying that he might be too rough, too demanding, but unable to help himself. There had never been another female that had him in knots, yet Shoshanna had done just that.
Her head fell back against the wall, and he latched his mouth onto her throat. She tasted sweet, like honey, and the flavor bathed his tongue in everything that was Shoshanna. His dick throbbed, demanding to be buried inside of her. Pushing her would be disastrous, and besides, they had all the time in the world.
He had no plans on going anywhere, not when it was clear she was just as into this as he was.
“That’s it, baby.” He pressed his erection further into her hand, and they both groaned. He started a slow thrust against her and loved that her breathing changed in response. “The things you’re doing to me.” If they kept this up he would come in her hand in just a few, short strokes.
Her mouth was by his ear, and she whispered, “It feels so good, Toby, but if we keep going we won’t leave this house.”
He squeezed her breast, the mound soft and giving. Toby had no problem staying in with her wrapped in his arms and crying out from an orgasm. He moved his hips into her a little harder, and she gripped his bicep with her free hand.
The image of him sliding his hand up her inner thigh and touching her pussy, which he knew would be wet, slammed into his head violently.
“We have to stop, baby.” He licked up the side of her throat before latching onto her mouth again. They had to stop. He had to stop or he’d take her right here. He wanted Shoshanna so damn badly, but Toby also wanted to talk to her, get everything out in the open, and see where she was then.
Pulling back and cupping her cheek, he stared into her eyes, took in the fact her lips were parted, her cheeks blushed from her arousal, and felt her tighten her hold on his cock.
“You’ll never know how much I want you right now, but I think we should get something to eat, talk about some shit, and then revisit this later once everything is all out,” he said.