Kyleand I lay beside each other on the pile of blankets I had spread out on my rooftop, while Bella dozed in a distant corner. The building was only three stories high and the light pollution of downtown meant the view included far fewer stars than we could see from his house, but it was peaceful here late in the evening as the town went to sleep.
On our first pre-planned, asked-and-accepted, official date, we’d talked about wide-ranging topics, with the added benefit of already knowing so much about each other’s lives. Now we were silent, holding hands, breathing in concert. We’d polished off the better part of a bottle of wine with dinner, and my lowered inhibitions, combined with my soaring libido made me bold.
I turned onto my side and whispered, “What are you thinking?” I moved my hand on top of his jeans and gripped his erection. “Ah, that answers my question. How long have you had this condition?”
He was grinning. “Since you started it with that call last night, and I think you know it.”
I rubbed him and he groaned. “I’d love to finish what I started.”
He rolled onto his side and gave me a long, lingering kiss. “I love it when you’re this horny.”
“I’m always this horny around you, but I have missed you.”
“You don’t know how happy that makes me.” He slipped his hand down to my breast and teased me through the thin cotton fabric of my dress. “Seeing you in this only made my condition worse. Do you know, without a bra under this, I can see the outline of your nipples?”
“Why do you think I wore it without a bra? But you know the secret to pulling off this outfit?”
He sucked in his breath as I stroked him through his jeans. “No. What is it?”
“Going commando.”
He widened his eyes. “You didn’t.”
I lay on my back and propped my hands behind my head, then parted my knees. “See for yourself.”
With a wolfish grin, he ran his big, warm hand up one thigh, massaging me as he went. He slid his finger over my clit, then sank it inside me, stroking me from the outside with his thumb. He grunted. “Christ, you’re so wet.”
I was panting now. “The way you do that, I’m also so close.”
He kissed my mouth, then my neck, then moved down to nip and tongue one nipple through my dress. “Like you, I like to finish what I start.”
His fingers and thumb moved in perfect rhythm, creating friction and heat that pulsed through my body. I arched against him, begging him to thrust harder and deeper.
He pushed my dress above my hips and kissed his way down my belly, teasing me with small licks. The thought of his mouth on my pussy made me buck. The pressure between my legs and in my core was too much. I was already sliding toward my climax, the waves carrying me closer to the edge.
He licked my clit with his firm tongue and set me spiraling. I gripped his shoulder, his hair, any part of him I could reach. He stroked me with his fingers, his mouth, his tongue, driving me wild, making me scream his name. My climax exploded, sending shockwaves to every cell in my body. I rode the sensation until it pulled me under and drowned me in bliss.
I slowly returned to rational thought. My dress was hiked up to my breasts and my legs were splayed wide.
“Oh, God,” I squeezed my thighs together and put a hand over my face. “I didn’t think to ask whether there are any security cameras that could see what we’re doing up here.”
“None. I wouldn’t expose you like that, Cam. Do you trust me?”
I nodded solemnly. “That’s why I can let go with you, because I do trust you.”
He pulled my dress up over my head and dropped it beside me, staring down at my naked body. He took off his shirt, then removed a condom from his pocket before pushing his jeans down over his hips. Next, he removed his boxer briefs and knelt beside me. He moved to put on protection. I stilled his hand.
“Not yet.” I eased him onto his back. I kissed and licked each of his nipples. “Save that for the second round.”
I pressed kisses down his belly, over his hips and thighs. I licked the salty drop off his tip. He arched and moaned as he threaded his fingers in my hair. I let him guide me as I took his length, plying him with my lips and tongue. He set the pace as he rocked into my mouth. I gripped his thighs and braced myself to take him deeper with each thrust.
He pulled out of my mouth with a pop. When I looked up at him, his face was hungry, his gaze feral. Keeping my eyes on his, I twirled my tongue around his tip and up and down his shaft, then sucked him back into my mouth, inch by inch.
He fought to keep his eyes open, watching me take him with my mouth. His dick and balls tightened in one spasm, then another and another. He lost the battle and closed his eyes as he jerked hard and filled my mouth with his release.
Much later,after the second and third round, he lay on his back and I curled into his side.
“Hottest first date ever,” he whispered. “I thought we were just going to tongue kiss and do over-the-clothes stuff, like high-school first dates.”
