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clit, I’m aware of every single thing. I’m aware of her hair pulled over her shoulder, her hand tugging at my hair as she gasps, “More, please, more.”
I’m not used to being so present when I’m touching her. I was always so lost in the sensation that I could barely form a thought.
I use the tip of my tongue to trace the outline of her taut nipples and Dakota yanks her body away from me.
I pull back, worried that I did something wrong.
She lies back a little and tugs at her tight pants, yanking them down her legs, letting me know that everything’s more than fine. When I look down at her exposed body, she’s not wearing panties.
Jesus freaking Christ, she’s not wearing panties and she’s literally glistening. She’s so wet that she’s probably going to leave a puddle on my floor, and I caused that.
Knowing that feels pretty damn good.
“Make love to me, Landon.”
It’s not a request, I know this. I know her.
She lies on her back and I suddenly remember when she said our sex life was “boring” and my cheeks flush in embarrassment.
Boring, huh?
Dakota is completely naked and my door is locked, and she’s waiting for me to climb on top of her and probably expects we’ll have normal, “boring” sex like we had in the past.
Only to me, it wasn’t even close to boring.
Still, I’m going to show her that I’m not boring at all. I have a few tricks up my sleeve.
I’ve watched enough porn that I’m practically an expert.
Though if Dakota knew I watched porn, she would probably be pissed. She broke up with me once when she found a Playboy magazine under my mattress. Man, these teenage boys nowadays don’t know how easy they have it, having porn on their phones and not even needing to worry about their mom finding it when she cleans their room.
Okay, I’m getting distracted.
Back to being all adventurous and sexy and stuff.
“Stay still,” I tell her, and she looks up at me.
She nods, but she looks confused as I take my sweats and boxers off. I don’t try to throw them. I just lay them next to us and act as if I’m continuing on in my plan.
Except I don’t have one.
I want to blow her mind.
I want her to remember me and never forget me and want me and need me all in one second of my touch.
It’s a lot to pull off, but I’m going to amaze—
“Are you okay?” she asks, impatience clear in her tone.
I nod and crawl to her, naked and hard and nervous. My hands touch her thighs and she quivers as I slowly trace the tips of my fingertips over her soft skin. Goose bumps rise on her brown skin and she’s so beautiful, it’s like she’s the sun burning through me.
I gently touch both of her knees and spread her thighs. She moves like she’s going to sit up, but I push my hand out, willing her to stop.
“Let me try something.”
