THEO
Something tickles my nose, and I turn my head to the side, but the sensation follows me. I breathe in, and when I breathe out, it starts again, making my eyes flutter open. Collins lies on her side, her hair fanning across her pillow and onto my face. My chest is against her back, my legs mingled with hers, and my hand holding her stomach.
Last night, after we ate and cleaned up, we came upstairs, and she took a shower in my bathroom while I took a shower in the other one. She came out of the bathroom wearing tight booty shorts and the matching tank top. She slipped into bed beside me, with me wearing just a pair of boxers. We spent the rest of the night asking each other any questions we could think of to get to know each other. It was like speed dating on steroids, but we also spent a good amount of time making out.
Fuck, I’ve never wanted someone like I want her. It’s so fucking crazy to explain, and if you asked me, I probably wouldn’t even have the words to explain it. All I know is that every single day she gets deeper and deeper under my skin, and for the first time, I want someone there. I didn’t push it more than kissing, even though I think she wanted more as much as I did.
My cock is hard as a rock with her ass pushed into me. I close my eyes and inhale her soft scent of berries before slowly starting to move away. I turn my torso a bit to pull the covers off me. Every single movement is at a snail’s pace, making sure I don’t wake her up. Then she moves. Her back arches and her ass pushes deeper into me and I have to close my eyes and let a silent groan out. My eyes fly open when she moans, and her ass moves side to side. “Theo,” she says, and I wonder if she’s dreaming of me.
I don’t move as she turns in my arms and now is face-to-face with me. Her eyes sleepily open while her leg hitches over my hip, and her hand moves up my bare chest. “Good morning.” She cuddles deeper into my chest and kisses my neck softly.
“Morning,” I hiss out, and she moves her head back to look at me.
“It’s not a good morning?” she asks me.
“It’s the best morning I’ve had in a while.” I try to get my cock to go down, but it gets harder with her pressing into me. “It’s just that—” My hand goes under the sheets, and I grip her ass in my palm, pulling so she’s plastered against me. “I’m a little?—”
She smirks. “Nothing I feel is little.”
“Collins.” I bite down. “I’m hanging on by a fucking thread.”
“Why? Why are you hanging on by a thread?”
“Because I’m not sure you’re ready to go there yet.”
“Theo,” she moves her hips side to side, “I slept with you within an hour of meeting you.”
“That was different. This will mean something.” Her eyes get lighter. “At least to me it will.”
“What if I told you I’m ready?” She kisses my neck where my pulse is beating rapidly. “What if I told you I’ve been waiting for this moment for a couple of weeks now?”
“I’d say I’m a fucking idiot to not have seen the signs.”
“I asked you to sleep over at my house. I didn’t want you sleeping on the couch.” She pushes me onto my back and straddles me. “I wanted you to come to bed with me.” My mouth opens. “I kind of felt rejected.” She bites her lower lip. “Like you didn’t want to have sex with me.”
“I’ve wanted to have sex with you since I saw you standing at the nurses’ station.” I turn her on her back, and her legs open for me. I press my covered cock against her, and she closes her eyes and moans. My hands move to push up her shirt and her hooded eyes open as she watches me take a nipple into my mouth.
Her hips buck up as I bite down on it and she hisses, “Sensitive.”
“I’m sorry.”
“No, it doesn’t hurt,” she says. “It’s just—” She stops talking when I move to the other nipple. “It tingles everywhere.” I get on my knees, the sheet on my back falling. She’s on her back, shirt over her tits, in those red booty shorts she came to bed in.
My hand moves to the middle of her chest. My fingertips rub down the middle over the waistband and right down to her center. “Like here?” I can feel the wetness through the material.
“Yeah,” she replies breathlessly, and my hands go to the side of her shorts. She lifts her hips, knowing I’m about to pull them off. When I do, I think my heart skips a beat. She has a little landing strip trailing up, and then she’s bare.
I don’t say a word. I just drop down, and my mouth devours her. My tongue slides up her slit, tasting her sweetness, and we both groan. Her hips buck up, and my mouth moves with her. “Theo,” she moans at the same time her hand goes to the top of my head.
“I love it when you say my name.” I let go of her to slide two fingers into her, and she contracts her pussy around them. “I’ll have you come on my fingers.” I move my fingers out of her. “And then?—”
“And then I want you.” I smirk as my mouth sucks in her clit, and I finger fuck her at the same time. My other hand goes to her nipple, rolling it between my fingers. Her legs move back to get my fingers deeper into her. “Yes.” She looks down at my fingers, letting out a breathy moan.
“You like watching my fingers fuck you?” I ask her, and she whimpers. “So tight and wet.” She moves her hips up as she holds my head with both her hands, and I can feel her body trembling. “Fuck my face,” I tell her, and her hips move up and down, my fingers moving with her.
“I’m close,” she pants out, and I know she is because my fingers get wetter at the same time her pussy gets tighter. I curl my fingers up to rub her G-spot, and she detonates. She comes on my fingers, sucking them deeper into her, and all I can do is watch her back arch and then her neck. Her lips part with a moan of my name, and it’s the best fucking sound I’ve ever heard in my life, bar none.
I slide my fingers out of her when she finally goes limp on the bed, her hand falling from my head, and I get up on my knees. She opens her eyes and sits up, her hands going to my hips.
