"Then try," I whisper. "Please."
Chapter 8 - Riot
This is fucking happening.
I cup Alice's face, thumb brushing her cheekbone, and for one second, one goddamn second, I hesitate. Because once I do this, once I kiss her, there's no going back. No pretending this is just breakfast, just showing me her house, just two people being friendly.
But then she whispers "please," and fuck hesitation.
I kiss her.
My hand slides into her hair, gripping tight, pulling her closer as my mouth claims hers. She makes this small sound, surprise mixed with desire, and then she's kissing me back with the same desperate energy, her hands fisting in my jacket, pulling me against her.
Her body presses against mine, and I can feel everything. The curves of her hips under my hands, the fullness of her breasts rubbing against my chest, the heat of her even through our clothes. My cock has been half-hard since we left the coffee shop, and now it's straining against my jeans, aching.
I'd been wondering during the entire walk here if she was just talking about showing me her house. If I was reading too much into the way she looked at me, the breathlessness in her voice when she said "now."
But it doesn't matter anymore. Because she's kissing me like she needs it to breathe, and I'm not fucking stopping now.
I walk her backward until her back hits the wall, never breaking the kiss. My tongue slides against hers, and she opens for me immediately, letting me in, letting me take. Her hands move from my jacket to my shoulders, gripping hard enough that I know I'll have marks.
Good. I want her marks on me.
I kiss along her jaw, down her neck, and she tilts her head back automatically, giving me access. Her skin is soft, tastes faintly of vanilla, and when I scrape my teeth against her pulse point, she gasps.
"Carter—"
"Yeah?" I kiss back up to her mouth, biting her bottom lip gently.
"That was—" She's gasping for air, her chest heaving. "That felt fantastic."
"Good." I kiss her again, slower this time but no less intense. "Because I'm not done."
"I don't want you to be done." Her hands are in my hair now, pulling slightly. "I want to… Fuck, we only have maybe an hour before Claire calls. I want to use every minute."
Fuck. An hour. Maybe less. Not nearly enough time to do everything I want to do with her, but I'll take what I can get.
"Alice." I pull back just enough to look at her, to make sure she understands what she's saying. "If we keep going, I'm going all the way. I'm not stopping at kissing. I need to know you're sure about this."
Her eyes are dark, pupils blown wide, lips swollen from my kisses. "I'm sure. I want—" She swallows hard. "I want you to make me feel good. Want you to touch me, taste me, fuck me. I want to leave this house completely satisfied, and I want you satisfied too."
Jesus Christ.
"Then take off your sweater," I growl against her neck. "Because I'm about ten seconds away from ripping it off you myself."
She reaches for the hem of her blue sweater, then hesitates. "I should warn you. I have a few extra kilos that might seem—"
"You look perfect to me." I cut her off before she can finish that sentence, before she can talk herself out of this with whatever bullshit her ex put in her head. "I love those extra kilos. Love having something to grab, something to hold onto."
Then she pulls the sweater over her head. Fuck me. Her breasts are gorgeous. Full and round, barely contained by a simple black bra that's somehow sexier than anything fancy could be. I can see her nipples hardening through the fabric, and my mouth waters.
I reach around and unhook her bra, one-handed because I'm not completely out of practice, and let it fall to the floor.
Her breasts bounce slightly as they're freed, and I just stare for a second because they're fucking perfect. Heavy and soft, nipples that I need to taste right now.
I don't waste time. Just dive in, taking one nipple into my mouth, sucking hard while my hand cups the other breast, thumb brushing over the peak.
Alice moans, soft and sweet and absolutely beautiful, and the sound goes straight to my cock.
