Her needy eyes.
The way she bites her lip.
Reaching over to the nightstand, I roll on a condom. Holding my cock, I tease her entrance, getting her wetness on me, then sliding out to tap against her clit.
She sighs in pleasure, then gets a serious look on her face. “I have something to ask you,” she breathes.
Adding my thumb to the mix, I tease her nub, watching it swell. My eyes move to hers. “Yeah? Same. You go first.”
Taking her hips, I slide all the way home and swivel my hips.
She cries out with desire. “Maybe later.”
“You’re a tease.” I kiss her, my tongue caressing hers.
She eases away and sends me a fake glare. “You’re the tease.”
I stroke out, then back in. “You don’t fucking know what you do to me, do you?”
“Tell me.”
I thrust in deep. “Maybe later.”
“Eric!”
I stop, my chest heaving. “Right now, I want to fuck you. Can I be rough?”
“Try your best, sunshine.”
I’m starting to know what makes her pulse race. I pull her hair and she arches up to reach me as I suck and bite, leaving my brand on her skin.
I want marks. From me. So everyone knows she’s mine.
She matches me, biting my earlobes and neck.
Our mouths meet open-mouthed and do an erotic dance as I thrust into her.
My cock throbs. Pulses.
I fuck into her.
Again and again.
Relentless strokes.
I reach underneath her and raise her ass to get deeper.
Her smell. Her hair. That sweet, delicious, hot pussy.
Over. And over.
We fuck. And fuck.
My thumb circles her bundle of nerves as I tell her to let go, that I can’t wait to feel her cunt fluttering around my cock. I tell her every dirty thing I want to do. Fuck her ass. Fuck her mouth. Fuck her forever.
She shouts my name, her body tightening, then shuddering as her contractions milk me. I grab her hips, my fingers digging in, grabbing for my own release.
Sharp sensations of pleasure build in my spine, spreading up to my shoulders and arms and neck.
More, yeah, more.
It’s so fucking good.
Each wet glide.
I’m lost in the lust.
She arches and writhes. Her nails dig into my ass, and I stiffen and yell my release in a guttural sound that comes straight from my chest.
I fall on top of her, heart thudding, head blissfully blank.
After several moments, I roll off of her and tug her into my arms. I kiss her lips, slow and sweet. It’s dumb to tell her how fucking good our sex is, so I stay silent.
Minutes pass without us talking.
Until her phone chimes with a text and she looks up at me, brushing the hair out of my face.
“I should probably go home and study.”
“Not yet.” I hold my grip on her as she tries to get up.
“I’m serious!” She laughs.
“So am I, but fine.”
She disentangles my limbs from her own and climbs to the edge of the bed. I feel cold at once.
Maybe it’s because I know I’ll be seeing my parents soon.
She throws me a mischievous smile. “Want to take a shower together before I go?”
I’m powerless to resist.
Stark naked, I open the door and peer out in the hallway. Nobody except Lucifer, who gives me a pleading look. I give him the finger and take her hand in mine.
It’s early yet, and Boone and Reece are still asleep. “Coast is clear.”
Rushing and trying not to laugh, we dart to the bathroom.
She leans against the door, her face flushed. “I can’t believe we did that.”
“Living on the edge.” I grin as I open the stall shower door and start up the water.
She looks at the shower and gapes. “Wow. Can you even fit in there?”
The showerhead only goes as high as my forehead, so I usually have to bend and turn myself to get my whole body wet. “Barely.” I wink. “We won’t take up too much room. What did you have to ask me?”
A slow smile comes from her. “What did you have to ask me?”
Steam is wafting up from inside the shower, casting everything in a hazy mist.
I shrug. “You go first.”
“No. You.”
I pretend to think. “I forgot.”
“I bet.” She steps in and water soaks her hair then drips down her curves.
“I remember,” I say, knowing I need to get it over with. “I like you naked, but you do have to wear something to my parents’ house.”
“Duh. I wasn’t planning on going like this.”