She was so light and fit so neatly in my arms that I could have run. I wanted to run, full out, a fifty-yard dash right to the bed where I’d set land speed records in tearing off her clothes.
But she also fit so sweetly in my arms, I wanted to keep her there as long as I could. It seemed completely possible that I could hold her like this forever. I could. I really could.
If only she’d stop kissing me like that.
Her lips on mine made me cross the wide living room and burst into the master suite in two seconds flat. My knees bumping up against the bedframe brought me back to myself. I jerked to a halt and remembered in a half-daze to lower her gently to the bed.
But the way she looked up at me had me crawling right over the top of her. I braced my hands on either side of her shoulders, propping myself up and away from her hurt arm.
“Is this one of the things you wanted to do to me?” she murmured, gazing up at me with wide eyes.
“No,” I told her truthfully. “Not touching you was not part of the plan.”
“I like you this way though.” She reached up and brushed her good hand up my forearm, past my bicep and to my shoulder. “You’re like… planking over me.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re not hurting me. You feel… nice.” And she stroked her finger over my arm again.
“You’re pretty good for the old ego.” I bent to kiss her.
She squealed. “Seriously though, how are you holding yourself up right now?”
“I can’t say it’s practice. I usually don’t hold myself back like this when I’m on top of a beautiful woman.”
Her eyes darkened. “So why are you holding back right now?”
I licked my lips. “Because you’re not naked yet.”
“Once I’m naked - ?”
“I’m not holding back.”
She squirmed underneath me, trying to tug her shirt upward one-handed. “Fuck,” I breathed. The squirming was nice, but the intent behind it was even nicer. “Let me help you, baby.”
“Baby?” She let me lift her shirt for her.
“Yeah. Baby.” I bent to kiss her.
She moaned in my mouth and wrapping her good arm around my back, began tugging at the hem of my shirt. I obliged her by kneeling up and ripping it off before returning to her lips. “There, baby,” I murmured into her mouth. “Now I’m not holding back.”
“Good.” Her lips curled into a smile against mine and her dark eyes were pure challenge.
I never backed down from a challenge.
I dragged my lips from her mouth over to the place behind her ear that had been tantalizing me every time she tucked back her curls. Her skin was as smooth as silk and I could hear her breath quicken. She was already panting, and I had barely even started. Emboldened, I moved downward in a line, kissing along her neck and down to the pulse point, resting there for a moment until it quickened, and then moved lower.
“Let me see you,” I whispered against her skin as I reached up to slide the strap of her bra down her shoulder. She shimmied in that wonderful way again, letting me slide my hand under her back and unfasten the hook and eye. “You did that one handed,” she whispered back.
“I’m trying to play fair.” I kissed her as she giggled and then inhaled sharply as her breasts spilled free. They were high and firm, with perfectly dark little nipples that were begging to be licked and suckled. “Clearly you’re not, though. Hiding these beauties is a crime against everything I hold dear. For shame, Willa.”
“You’re such a - ah!” She gasped as I nipped her, then groaned as I curled my tongue around that stiff little peak, drawing it into my mouth and sucking.
I cupped my hand around the firm curve of her breast, still bracing myself on my elbow. “I could play with these all day,” I told her. “But there are a few more things I still want to do to you.”
She hissed and arched her hips when I cupped my hand over the seam of her jeans. “You want to do… that?”
“That is all I’ve been thinking about. Why do you sound surprised?”
“Oh, I thought guys didn’t like… didn’t like to…”
I pushed myself up so I could look her in the eye. “If you’re telling me that the guys you’ve been with haven’t liked… no, haven’t been downright eager to put their mouth down there, then I’m telling you the guys you’ve been with were complete dogshit.” A fleeting thought of Liam drifted through my head. But no, they hadn’t… they were still in high school. He would have told me if they had done anything. I exhaled sharply, and her eyes widened. I grinned. “But also, I’m going to thank them, because now I get to be the one to completely rock your world.”
“You’re awfully sure of yourself.”
“I have every reason to be.”
She watched me as I undid the zipper of her jeans, then her head fell back as she groaned. “Is this really happening?”
“You tell me, baby.”
At first, I just pressed my lips over the cotton that hid her from me, letting her get used to me being there. I breathed in the scent of her and felt like it was possible to get high off of it. She sighed as I let my lips wander, and I felt her relaxing by degrees. Her thighs fell open and her eyes closed. And when she began to arch her hips to me, I knew she was ready.
Thank God, because I was about to explode. I yanked her panties down and buried my tongue inside of her. She gasped as I began to lick her, slowly, tasting every part of her, but she and I were already past the point of teasing. I slid my hand under her, lifting her hips higher and moving her in rhythm with my tongue. Every time I rocked her forward, she let out a little keening note, a high animal cry that sounded like nothing I’d ever heard from her before. It drove me crazy. I shifted my weight and then plunged my fingers inside of her.
She gasped, and that high keening noise dropped to a low, guttural moan. She was so close now that I could feel her clutching at my fingers, trying to pull me in deeper like the greedy girl I hadn’t realized she was until right now. I let her, let her grind herself against me, let her control the rhythm of my fingers and suddenly another guttural cry tore from her throat. She arched up against me, squeezing her thighs tight as I lapped and sucked and kissed and bit. “That’s it, baby,” I realized I was chanting. “That’s good. That’s so fucking good.”
Her eyes fluttered open and she stared at the ceiling. I moved up and over her, drawing her lower lip between my teeth and then kissing her full on the mouth, making sure she tasted herself lingering there. “Was there…?” she breathed. “Was there anything else you wanted to do to me?”
I swallowed hard. This girl was too fucking much. “I can think of a few more things.” My cock was a fucking diamond for her. “Like fucking you right now.”
“That’s exactly what I was thinking.”