She lightly trailed her fingernail down my chest before taking the waistband of my boxers and pushing them down. I stared down in fascination as she knelt in front of me until my underwear was on the floor. I stepped out of them and she moved them away before standing back up and placing a kiss on my chest.
If she kept this up I was going to erupt without her touching me.
“Do you have lotion?” she asked, looking up at me through her eyelashes.
“Baby oil. Bottom drawer.”
She turned and found the bottle that was rarely used and poured some into both her hands and warmed it up. I watched her with rapt fascination and came real close to begging.
She turned back to me and both of her slippery warm hands covered me and began sliding up and down my swollen dick.
“Holy shit,” I groaned, letting my head fall back on the wall.
Her warm mouth covered my pierced nipple and I felt my knees start to give out again. I wasn’t going to last long.
Opening my eyes I watched as Eva’s tongue flicked my nipple and pulled it every few licks to suck on it. When she moved back to stare down at her hands I followed her gaze. The sight of both her small hands sliding up and down my c**k sent me over the edge.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come. Move,” I ordered, standing up. She didn’t move. Instead, she pressed me up against the wall with her small body and her grip tightened. I exploded in her hands.
“Ahhhhhh!” I cried out as she kept slowly pumping me until there was no more left. I stared down at the mess she was determined to participate in.
I couldn’t believe she’d just done that. Hell, I couldn’t believe I’d just let her. When was the last time I’d been jacked-off by a girl? Junior high? Probably. But damn if that wasn’t the hottest thing I’d ever seen. Would everything with Eva be like this? Was it all going to be so much…more?
“Oh,” she breathed, smiling up at me. “I liked that.”
Laughing, I reached for the nearest towel and started cleaning her up first.
“Not as much as I did,” I replied.
“Yeah, probably not. You look like you enjoyed it quite a bit,” she teased as I wiped off her hands.
Eva
Cage was wrapped around me when I opened my eyes the next morning. His arm held me up tightly against his chest and his leg was threaded through mine. I snuggled closer. This was nice. I’d never slept with a guy before. Except for the night I was drunk and slept with Cage in the barn.
Last night had been amazing. I forgot how much I missed being close to someone that way. Josh and I had never had sex but we’d messed around. Although we’d never rubbed against each other until I came, I had helped him get off many times when our kissing and touching had gotten him all worked up. He’d never come on my hands. He always pulled away and covered himself first. With Cage I’d wanted more. Maybe it was because I was older now. I wanted things I’d never wanted back then.
If it wasn’t for the fact I was just one of many for Cage I would have been willing to go all the way. My body had sure wanted to and his desperate declaration about wanting to be inside me had been hard to resist. However, I couldn’t let what was happening between us become too important. Summer would end and he would leave. I needed to look at our time together as a time of healing. I could enjoy it while it lasted.
“Mmmmmm you feel good,” Cage whispered into my ear with a husky voice.
His hand trailed down to tickle my stomach and I giggled and squirmed.
“No squirming,” he warned and put some space between his erection and my bottom.
“Okay, fine. I’ll be good.” I rolled over and stared up at him. He propped his head up with his hand and grinned wickedly down at me.
“Just so you know, I felt you up in your sleep,” he admitted.
“What!” I asked, sitting up some.
“I’m teasing. Well, maybe not completely. I did slip my hand under your top and play with those incredible tits of yours. But you enjoyed it. I was there.”
Laughing, I threw my pillow at his head and crawled out of bed.
“Hey! Where you going?”
I threw my hair back over my shoulder and glanced back at him. “I’m starving. I’m going to see if there is food to eat in this place.”
Cage groaned, “Food. I forgot to get food.”
He swung his legs off the bed and stood up, then stretched. Every tanned muscle in his body flexed and bulged. Suddenly food no longer seemed important.
He finished and caught me gawking. “I normally charge for that show but you get it for free.” He winked and grabbed a pair of jeans out of his closet.
I started to suggest he just leave the jeans off and do that stretchy thing again when a knock at the door interrupted me.
Who would be here this early? I stepped back into the room and went over to my bag to find some clothes.
Cage didn’t bother with a shirt. His jeans hung deliciously on his hips and showcased the two dimples in his lower back. I wanted to lick those next time.
“It’s probably Low,” he said, heading for the door and closing it behind him so I could get dressed.
I wasn’t sure I wanted to officially meet Low now that I knew who she was. I pulled out the short yellow sundress I’d brought and slipped it on. I’d left my toiletry bag in Cage’s bathroom last night. My hair and teeth both needed a brush.
I tried hard to look presentable without going to the trouble of putting on makeup. I pulled my hair over my shoulder and put a ponytail holder in it to keep it from going wild. I would need a shower before we went anywhere.
When I opened the door and stepped into the kitchen the smell of coffee hit my nose. Thank God.
“There she is,” Cage said smiling at me. He was sitting on the counter with a cup of coffee in his hand. Still shirtless and looking too beautiful for his own good. “Low brought food.” He jumped down off the counter and came over to me.
“Eva, you remember Low. She committed the great offense of changing my sheets.” Cage was grinning like a little boy at his attempt to be funny.
Low laughed and it sounded almost musical. “Leave her alone Cage. It isn’t nice to tease females. You know better,” she scolded him
Low held up two large brown paper bags. “I knew he wouldn’t have any food here and I hated for y’all to wake up hungry. So I brought biscuits, sausage, eggs and donuts if you prefer sweets for breakfast.”
My stomach rumbled. I put a hand over it and Cage chuckled, “Come on girl, I’ll feed you.”
Cage took the bags from Low and began opening them and getting down plates from the cabinet. I turned my attention to Low. “I’m really sorry about how rude I was when we met. I don’t know why I acted so ridiculous over sheets and a towel…” I trailed off hoping she accepted my moment of stupidity.
Low smiled and cut her eyes over at Cage. “Don’t worry about it. I completely understand. I shouldn’t have just intruded.”
Trying to explain myself would only prove to be embarrassing so I just decided to let it go. Maybe she’d just forget about it eventually.
“Your breakfast is served,” Cage said, bringing me a plate of food. “Go sit down and I’ll pour you coffee.”
“Thank you,” I replied. He’d put some of everything on my plate. I wasn’t about to complain. I was starving.
“Coffee with two creams and a sugar right?” he said as he walked toward the coffee pot.
I started to reply and stopped. How did he know that? We’d never had coffee together.
When I didn’t reply he glanced back at me. He saw the question in my eyes and his cocky smirk tugged at his lips.
“You told Jeremy once what you wanted in your coffee while you were sitting in the rocking chair on the front porch. He was inside so you called it out. I was unloading the truck and I heard you,” he explained.