Not Just Friends (Hot in the City #3) - T. Gephart Page 0,67
“Her bag, you moron. She brought her clothes and stuff so she can get ready for work.”
Presley lifted a small overnight bag, her brow rising with it. “You want to show me to your room? Probably best if it’s out of the way so no one trips on it.”
I didn’t even hesitate, nodding my head so fast I almost got whiplash, thankful for the opportunity to get her alone for a minute if that was all I had. “Sure, I’ll show you where it is. We’ll be right back.” My head tipped to the hallway, hinting to her that she should follow.
“Show her the upstairs bathroom as well. It’s been a while since she’s been here,” my mom called after us, my heartbeat kicking up a notch as we made it to the bottom of the stairs.
“Will do, Ma,” I yelled back, unable to peel my eyes from the hottest woman I’d ever seen. “I’ll give her a quick tour.”
Presley bit back a grin, running a hand slowly down my chest. “Take me to your room, Leighton. We wouldn’t want to disappoint your mother.”
Fuck.
I was definitely going to hell.
Presley
THE MINUTE THE door closed, Jared had me pressed against the wall. His mouth on mine as his hands moved down to my ass. I was dying, anxious to kiss him from the moment I’d walked in. And when I finally got the chance, I felt like I was going to explode.
“Fuck, Presley.” His mouth moved from my lips to my neck. “We’re both going to end up in a lot of trouble.”
My hand slid down his chest and landed on the front of his jeans. He was hard, rubbing himself against my hand. “I’ve wanted to sneak into this room for years, who knew it would be that easy to score an invitation.”
“You thought about being in here with me?” His hand moved to the front of my jeans, popping the button. “Thought about all the things I’d do to sweet little Presley?”
“Hey, I was never sweet,” I moaned, his fingers slipping into my underwear.
We didn’t have much time, five minutes or maybe ten, before someone would come looking and wondering why it was taking so long. But I didn’t care, taking those stolen moments and precious touches, breathing out a shaky breath as his thumb circled my clit.
“I want to make you come so badly,” he panted against my skin. “Right here, in this room where I’ve jerked off to you more times than I can count.”
“You jerked off thinking of me?” My body tingled as his thumb continued to move. I was positive it wasn’t possible to orgasm in a minute, but my body was completely up for the challenge.
His head nodded slowly, kissing me hard as he plunged in a finger. “Enough to make me think I was a deviant.”
As horrible as it was to admit, it was hot making out in Leighton’s old bedroom, getting fingered while his family was downstairs. Maybe I was a deviant too, my body bowing against the wall as he added another finger.
“Go faster,” I begged, burying my head in his shoulder, his twists against my clit picking up speed as my hips rocked against his hand.
My breasts strained against the soft cotton of my T-shirt, wanting to be touched as I grew wetter. I’d assumed we wouldn’t get the chance, his family commitments mixed with my work schedule meaning we’d be lucky to even kiss.
“Oh my God, I’m so close.” My body shook, his fingers pumping inside my slick center as his thumb circled. I was so turned on it felt like I was buzzing, my body vibrating like a tuning fork that had just been struck.
It wasn’t enough, needing more contact as I bucked against his hand. My head banged against the wall. His free hand reached up, cupping my mouth as I whimpered, the sensation, a war of pleasure and frustration as I chased the high.
“Shhhh,” he laughed, kissing my neck as his voice deepened. “I can feel how close you are. Feel your greedy pussy clamping around my fingers. You want more of me, Presley? You want my cock buried inside of you? Have me fuck you right against this wall while people wait for us downstairs?”
It shouldn’t have turned me on, shouldn’t have been so hot, but as he growled against my neck, I felt more worked up than was rightly appropriate. “Yes, I want that. I want you so badly.”