Trip tore himself from my lips and grabbed a handful of the material, throwing it over his shoulder.
“My hero.” The grin I wore melted when I saw the raw lust exuding from him.
Trip’s large hands gripped my ankles and I yelped when he pulled my legs apart. His eyes landed on the prize he’d just unveiled.
My thigh muscles twitched as his head moved in between them. The heat swirling in my core was close to exploding, and I was near the brink. When Trip’s tongue streaked across my damp flesh my hips soared off the bed.
Without moving from his spot between my legs, Trip snatched up a pillow and stuffed it under my ass, keeping me bowed.
“Much better.” With a wink of an eye Trip pressed his thumbs on each side and opened me wider.
His tongue moved, making me writhe underneath him at the ecstasy coursing through me. One of his hands moved to hold my hips still as I ground into him. I gripped the headboard as he tortured me with pleasure.
Trip sucked my clit into his mouth and laved his tongue on it. When he pushed a finger inside of me to work me from the inside, I bucked like a wild animal.
“That’s it, darlin’,” Trip encouraged when I adjusted my hips to get his tongue exactly where I needed it.
He concentrated on where I put him. Moans and unintelligent gibberish flowed from my mouth. Trip pushed in another finger and pumped in and out while his tongue played with my magic spot.
My breath hitched and held as I got too close to the edge. There was no turning back. I threw my head back and screamed as I dug my hips into his face, pulsing around him.
Trip unlocked my legs from around his head and moved back up my body. “That was one of the sexiest things I’ve ever experienced.”
I squirmed, unable to meet his eyes. The haze of pleasure was subsiding and embarrassment set in.
“Don’t go shy on me, darlin’. I’m not close to being done with you.” His hand pulled mine to his rock hard erection still contained inside his jeans.
I squeezed it gently and Trip groaned.
“Can I see it?”
“You can do more than see it.” He moved to undo his jeans, but I stopped him.
“Let me.”
“You’re going to be the death of me.”
I smiled at him, some of my embarrassment burning away from the need to see him. Unbuttoning his jeans, I pushed the zipper down. When I pulled the material apart a giggle burst out of me.
“That’s exactly what a man wants to hear,” Trip muttered, propping himself up on his hand so he could see what had me giggling. He groaned. “They’re my lucky underwear.”
I pushed his jeans down to get a better look at his Batman boxer briefs.
“Batman has never been so sexy,” I told him, staring at the straining outline of his shaft.
“I wasn’t expecting this to happen. I was trying to be a good boy and stay away from you until you graduated. My intentions were honorable.”
“I don’t want honorable intentions. I want you.”
“You have me for as long as you want me. Now are you going to do something with that thing, or are you punishing me with another case of blue balls?”
“Another?” I asked as I pulled his jeans and underwear down his muscular legs.
His erection sprang free and bobbed as I traced it with the tip of my finger.
“I was harder than I’ve ever been massaging you in the hotel room,” Trip admitted through clenched teeth.
I snuck my tongue out and licked the tip. Just to see if I liked it. Trip’s reaction was close to mine. His hips jumped off the bed as if I’d electrocuted him. His response made me feel powerful. I moved my tongue over him as he moaned, his hand stroking my back.
