In the ambient light coming into the bedroom from outside, I could see the peaks of her nipples when we broke apart as my legs hit the bed. I sucked in a breath, running my hand from her collarbone down between her breasts.
I needed to slow this down, and now that we were in her bedroom, it seemed like a good time to start. Just breathe before you embarrass yourself and break your promise.
“Turn around,” I murmured, looking into her green eyes. The shadows falling over us made them seem almost transparent, but nothing could’ve hidden the desire in them as her tongue swept across her lips.
She held my gaze for a beat before doing what I’d asked, showing me her back while thinking one step further by moving her hair over her shoulder. My hands trembled when I brought them to the top of the zipper, my body so damn primed that I groaned when I noticed the goosebumps on her skin as I slowly unzipped her dress.
Once it parted, I hooked my thumbs into the straps and rolled the sleeves down the lengths of her arms. I had to step forward to do it, pressing my front to her back. A low hum of pleasure came from her when I pressed up against her, and I gritted my teeth and tried to keep my focus on her.
This urgent, animalistic need I felt for her as soon as we touched was something new for me. After the first couple of times, I thought it would be sated but it wasn’t. If anything, it just seemed to be getting worse.
She pulled her hands free from the sleeves, and without anything keeping it up, the dress fell in a pool around her feet. I trailed my fingertips back up her arms, tracing the graceful curve of her shoulder before pinching the clasp of her bra between my fingers.
I repeated my actions by dragging the straps down her arms, and her breathing sped up when her upper body was completely exposed to the air. Her bedroom was cool, but her skin was as heated as mine.
Once the bra joined her dress on the floor, I took my time running my fingers down her sides as I knelt behind her. The ankle boots she had on had short zippers on the insides of her ankles, but I didn’t go for them just yet.
I caressed her hips, her thighs, and her calves before finally freeing her feet from the boots. Once I had the zippers down, I held up a hand for her to take. “Hang on to me and lift, would you?”
My voice was gravelly, but there was nothing I could do about it. Nor would I want to. I wanted her to know how much she affected me. How much I wanted her.
She placed her warm hand in mine, shifting her weight to lift first one foot and then the other. I slid the boots off and dropped them at her sides, which left me with only her panties.
The anticipation of getting them off her and what I would do first once I had her naked made me groan again. Because holy fuck there are so many options.
They raced through my mind, replaying every dirty dream I’d had about her, and since I’d been dreaming about her pretty much since I met her, there were a lot of scenarios to get through.
I glanced up, seeing her half twisted around to look down at me, her head tilted forward and her hands twitching like she wanted to do something with them. “Touch yourself for me.”
Her eyes flew wide open at my whispered command. “Are you serious?”
“Yes.” I kept my eyes on hers as I snapped the elastic waistband of her panties against her hip. “Play with your nipples. I can’t reach and I’m not quite done down here.”
She made a soft noise before she nodded, closing her eyes as her hands traveled slowly across her stomach. The sight made me come very, very close to abandoning my plan and trying again later, but as much as I wanted to toss her down on her bed and fuck her hard and fast, I wanted to not rush this more.
I stroked my fingers along her thighs, dragging my fingertips from the outside in and going fractionally higher with every pass. Laurie held very still but complied when I applied pressure to her legs to let her know I wanted her to spread them a little.
When she did, I moved my hands higher, still only moving them up almost infinitesimally. By the time I reached her panties, I could hear her soft pants.
Her head was dipped back now, her eyes still closed while she softly tugged at her nipples. God, I love those tits.
I’d bury myself in them if I could, but I was neither a teenager nor a hooligan. One day very soon, I was going to come on them, though. If she lets me.
In an effort to stop thinking about that particular scenario, I refocused my attention on her panties. My fingers dipped into the front panel, but when I felt how wet she was, I withdrew them. Fast.
I was all for teasing, but I wasn’t into denial. Grabbing hold of the sides, I unrolled them until they fell to the floor before standing up.
My dick protested the move since it meant my slacks tightened against them as I stood, but it was better this way. He had to stay caged a while longer anyway.
Placing a soft kiss at the top of her spine, I moved my hands to take over from hers while whispering in her ear. “Lie down on your stomach for me, baby.”
I pinched her nipples before soothing them with softer touches. When she tried to reach for me, I shook my head. “Let me do this first, okay? I really want to and I don’t know how long I’ll last once you touch me.”
It probably wouldn’t be very long.
“Okay, but it’s my turn after,” she said before the mattress dipped when she put her knee on it. She lay down like she was on a mission to torture me, one limb at a time and spreading her legs slightly once she was on her stomach.
I barely saw the glistening between her legs in the low light, but just that one peek was enough to make me moan and grit my teeth. “Fuck, Laurie. Do you have any idea how much you turn me on?”
She wiggled her delectable butt in response. “Why don’t you come over here and show me?”
“Gladly.” I grabbed her ankles once I was on my knees at the foot of her bed, dragging her down until I could reach her if I leaned over. Once she was where I needed her, I parted her legs with my fingers squeezing her thighs.
A muffled moan sounded, and I looked up to see she’d buried her head in her comforter. “We’re here alone, babe. You don’t have to be quiet tonight. There will be plenty of times in the future when you’ll have to keep it down, so do me a favor and let me hear you, okay?”
If she was surprised by my reference to the future, she was too worked up to want to stop and talk about it now. Thank God.
It’d slipped out, but that didn’t make it any less true. We could discuss it later if she wanted to. Right then, I had other things in mind.
I kept my touch light when I moved it up, and her hips started grinding against the mattress. Perfect.
Moving my head forward, I blew onto her to let her know what I was about to do, then gave her a first, long lick. She squirmed underneath me but lengthened her back to press herself closer while spreading her legs even wider.
So my girl likes this, huh? I’d have to remember that. Increasing the frequency and pressure of my tongue on her in response to the sounds she made and what made her grind harder, I banded one arm around her hips to keep her in place before sinking a finger inside her.
My own hips started pumping against the base of the mattress to find some relief when I felt how hot and slick she was. She came apart minutes later, screaming my name into her mattress while her muscles tensed and her legs closed in a vise grip around my head.
I didn’t stop when she relaxed, only backing down a little to let her catch her breath before ramping up my efforts again. She came faster the second time, her body going limp under my arm when she was done.