I grit my teeth and enter the code again, waiting until it unlocks completely before I open the door. Once inside, I toss my key fob into the bowl on the entry table and wait for the door to close behind us.
With women in my past, I was direct. I'd tell them to get their ass in my bedroom. I led, but I don't know if that's the right move with Jade. Can we both barrel down the freeway? Or does one of us need to lay off the pedal?
"I was kidding about eating first," she says, brushing past me, her fingers grazing the tent in my shorts, and heading toward my bedroom.
"Thank God," I say, struggling to keep up.
By the time I get to my room, she's already unlacing her shitkickers. I guess I'm the one taking my foot off the gas. I shut the door and lock it. Just in case.
"I'm on the pill, and I'm clean, but you're still wrapping your shit. I don't know where that thing's been," she says, tossing her boots in the corner.
"Good to know. I'm also clean, because I always wrap my shit." I hate how transactional this all is, but I also want her badly enough I'm willing to do this on her terms. "Just a reminder, I'm really limited mobility wise still, so…" I trail off. How is this going to work? How am I supposed to give her what she needs when I can barely walk without crutches?
"Mateo," she says.
I don't respond.
"Get undressed."
I take off my hoodie, tossing it on the chair in the corner, then do the same with my T-shirt. The real obstacle here is the fucking brace on my leg.
Jade twists her lips in thought and looks from my brace to the bed and back again.
"On or off?" she asks.
"Um…"
"The brace dude, on or off?"
I cringe at the dude and consider the brace. At least it's not locked in position anymore, but it seems like a bad idea to take it off for this.
"Sorry, Mateo," she says, her voice velvet.
There it is. She can say my name like that as often as she wants. It will never get old. I take a hobbled step closer and cup her face in my hands, sweeping my lips across hers. She's greedy, pushing back hard, her hands pulling at my shorts. I tug at her top, forcing my lips from hers to pull it over her head.
I breathe her in, brown sugar and cayenne. It's my new favorite scent, and I wish I could bottle it up. I kiss her again, reaching behind her to unhook her black bra. She steps back, breaking our kiss and lets the simple cotton bra drop from her shoulders. Her full breasts spill out, and I swallow. Hard. I want to push her onthe bed and bury my face between them and then move down between her thighs. I want to see her come undone on my tongue.
But I can't fucking move like that, and it's killing me.
Jade pulls down her leggings, and panties in one swoop while I stand there like an idiot, my shorts pulled down past my ass and my dick flying full staff in my briefs.
She stifles a giggle with her hand.
"You're not really doing much for a man's confidence right now, Storm Cloud."
"Actually," she says, stepping closer and cupping my dick in her hands. "The briefs are kind of hot."
Fuck me.Forget laying off the gas, I'm fucking roadkill.
She releases my dick and drops to her knees, pulling down my briefs as she goes. She slides them and shorts past my brace, dropping them at my ankles. If I take a single step, I'm tripping over them. So I stand still, as Jade explores my now bare cock with the pad of her finger. She pauses her exploration and pulls a hair tie off her wrist, tying her hair up in a knot on top of her head. She looks up at me, tugging that silver telltale ring into her mouth and swirls her tongue around my dick, the head slipping past her lips.
Her eyes squeeze closed as she takes me deeper. My breath quickens when she looks back up at me with those deep brown eyes. They stay on mine as she hollows out her cheeks, taking my entire length into her mouth. I've never seen anything hotter in my fucking life, and my dick knows it.
Every fiber of my being aches to brush the strand of hair falling across her forehead back. To dig my fingers in and watch as she swallows me.
I don't think I'll last long like this, and as appealing as it sounds to lose my load in that pretty mouth of hers, I think I'm more curious to find out how vocal she is. Will she moan my name, call out for God, or talk dirty?
She pulls off of me and helps me to step out of my clothes. Then she stands, using the back of her hand to wipe her mouth, and I cover it with mine. I could kiss her for days, her full lips against mine, my tongue discovering hers. I'm a fucking explorer, a pirate on uncharted waters as I pull her closer. Her naked body is cool, a sharp contrast to how hot I'm running. Dragging my lips from hers, I trail them down her neck, sucking lightly as I make my way down the curve to her shoulder.
