we are going to do anything, I don’t want the lights off. I want to revel in her beauty and watch her come apart because of the way I touch her.
I smile, looking at her beautiful face in the soft glow of the moonlight. “I like the way you think,” I tell her, pushing myself up.
She crawls back, reaching for the nightstand, and switches on the lamp. Her eyes are on me, roaming over my bare chest, drinking me in. “Better,” she rasps.
I expect her to slide back down under me, but she doesn’t. She reaches for the hem of her shirt, lifting it over her head, exposing the same black lace bra she wore to Inked, before she tosses her shirt to the floor next to the bed.
I kneel on the mattress, my eyes roaming her body the same way hers are moving across mine. “Come here,” I tell her.
She crawls across the mattress, looking like a sexual goddess instead of the nerdy girl bookworm she portrays herself as.
Once in front of me, she rises to her knees, placing her hands on my shoulders. “Here?” she asks, her voice deep and needy as she leans forward, her lips near mine.
“Closer,” I whisper.
She inches closer, our knees touching, eyes locked on each other. “Here?” she asks again, and my dick’s already hard in anticipation of whatever is going to happen next.
I wrap one arm around her back, flattening my palm on her spine, and pull her forward. Her eyes drop to my mouth, waiting for the kiss she knows I’m going to give her. “Closer,” I tell her again, lifting my hand to her chin, holding her gaze.
As I move my face forward, she tilts her head, waiting for my lips to touch hers. But just as I’m about to plant them on her, I bend my neck, trailing a line of kisses down her jaw.
She tips her head back, welcoming the caress of my lips against her skin. I move my mouth from her jaw to her neck, sucking and nipping the tender flesh below her jaw near her ear.
She shivers in my embrace, her body relaxing in my arms. Arlo’s giving herself to me to explore with my mouth, and I take it unapologetically.
I lean her back, hovering over her, kissing her neck. I make my way to her collarbone. She arches her back, welcoming and wanting more. I smile against her skin and take my time with my exploration of her body.
Her arms fall to her sides as my lips glide lower, finding the edge of her lace bra. Instead of moving the cloth away, I nip at the material, capturing some of her skin. She moans when I make contact with her nipple. Her knees fall to the side, resting on the bed as she curls her fingers into the comforter.
“Don’t stop,” she breathes.
I moan with her nipple in my mouth, separated by the thin piece of lace. Using my teeth, I move the material to the side, exposing her naked flesh, and begin worshiping her body the only way I know how.
My hand drifts down her side, to the waistband of her pants. She lifts, giving me permission, and I take it, yanking her pants down far enough to have full access.
My fingers drift lower, caressing her through her matching black lace panties. She moans, pressing her clit against my hand, wanting more.
I lift up, staring down at her, waiting for her to tell me no as I hook my fingers into the sides of her underwear. But she says nothing as she stares up at me. I’m slow in pulling down her panties, exposing her most intimate parts to me. She blushes but doesn’t cover her face. She isn’t hiding or embarrassed by the way my eyes drift across her skin, soaking in every visible inch.
“You sure about this?”
“Yes,” she whispers before I pull off her panties and pants, leaving her completely bare except for her bra.
I want this. Have wanted her since the moment she walked into my room at Inked, giving me those big green eyes and showing off her sexy bra.
Being here now, kissing her, touching her…it’s surreal.
I slide my body down the bed, settling between her legs, my mouth ready to deliver the most delicious pleasure. She stares down the length of her body, her face soft but her eyes blazing with need and desire.
I move in, placing my lips on her pussy, taking my time not to devour her