Doin' A Dime (Souls Chapel Revenants MC 4)

Her mouth snapped closed as she looked at me in surprise.

“I’d very much like to copulate with you,” I said, reverting to my nerd side when I got nervous.

Her lips twitched. “Copulate?”

I shrugged. “I’d say fuck, but I almost feel like that’s a little too suggestive.”

“I think ‘copulate’ or ‘fuck’ are two things that are both equally suggestive.” She pressed her fingers against the black glasses on my face and pushed them farther up my nose until they rested more comfortably. “And as much as I’d like to do this, we’re at your parents’ house. I’d rather not…”

“I’d rather,” I told her, pressing my hard erection against her. “And it’ll serve to piss my parents off even more. Let’s.”

My words caused a smile to light her face. “Are you trying to tell me you’d have sex with me for the first time in your mother’s house when you just told her to fuck off?”

I grinned. “You heard that?”

She nodded. “I touched myself in the shower to your words.”

I snickered and reached for the towel that was separating her naked body from my clothed one.

She gave a half-hearted attempt at holding it in place, but ultimately held on not much longer than a half second.

The moment that she was bared to my gaze, her eyes dilated, and she placed her hands over her chest in reaction to the growl that left my mouth.

When her hands moved, I caught them up in one of mine and pressed them against the wall above her head.

“No,” I said. “Let me look at you.”

She squirmed underneath my penetrating gaze.

“When you look at me like that, I feel vulnerable,” she admitted, her lips pursing as she looked away.

I caught her chin with my free hand and directed her to look at my face once again.

When she looked up, the vulnerability in her eyes made my heart jolt.

“I want to do nothing more than to make you smile. Give you everything you could ever want. And make you happy all at the same time,” I told her. “When you look at me like that, I feel like I’m doing something you don’t want me to do.”

She licked her lips, then reached for me, her hands going to either side of my head as she pulled me closer.

When my mouth was only inches from hers she said, “I’ve never done this before.”

I frowned. “This?”

“Sex. Sober sex. Well, I’d say sex in general, but there were a couple of times in college that I can vaguely remember because I had to get rip-roaring drunk to make it happen. My nerves are Jell-O when it comes to being outgoing like this.”

I allowed my eyes to search her face.

“So I’ll be your first experience that you remember without alcohol?” I asked. “Because that sounds like something I want to have. Your first.”

She scrunched up her nose. “Yes. But… I just… Hunt. I’m super nervous. I’m worried that I’m not going to do it right.”

I caught her up and lifted her until she wasn’t touching the floor. Then guided her legs around my waist.

When I had her where I wanted her, I once again reached for her hands that were still on either side of my face, using only my body to hold her in place.

“I don’t think anything we can do together is ‘wrong,’” I admitted. “But, if at any time you feel that we should stop for any reason at all, even if you’re uncomfortable that I’m looking at you too intensely, I want you to say something. I’ll stop. We’ll reassess and go from there.”

She groaned and leaned forward so that her forehead was resting against mine. “I don’t know what I ever did to deserve you, Hunt McJimpsey.”

I grinned and pressed forward, allowing my hard cock to dig into her most private of places.

“I don’t think you understand the seriousness of what you do for me either, Mrs. McJimpsey,” I told her honestly.

Then I moved until I could deposit her on my childhood bed.

The bed that had always been a prop in my room because I’d always sleep in my computer chair sitting straight up.

Now, though? Now it was about to see some use.

Slowly sitting up and unhooking her legs from around my waist, I divested myself of my clothes.

When I was standing there naked in front of her, the look on her face would’ve been enough to make me hard.

Had I not already been in a constant state of arousal whenever she was around.

“You’re looking at me like you’re about to devour me,” she whispered shakily.

I put one knee in the bed in between her splayed thighs, then dropped down until my hard cock was nestled between her folds, and my upper body was pressed against hers.

Then I kissed her.

Long. Deep. Wet.

When her tongue touched mine, tangling with mine as she slowly started to heat up beneath me, I started to rock my hips back and forth.