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“I’m tempted to ask you to stay.” I bit at my bottom lip.
“So ask then.”
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“Would you like to stay?” I asked, part of me wondering if this was moving way too fast, and the other part acknowledging just how right it all felt being here again with him.
“I thought you’d never ask.” He smiled before leaning over and picking me up. My feet no longer touched the ground as Dalton held me in his arms. He lifted a foot and nudged the front door shut, then he spun me around to face it so I could double lock it. With a huge grin on his face, he walked us into my bedroom before putting me down gently on top of my bed.
“Are you sure this is okay?” He crawled onto the bed and propped himself over me, his shoulders flexing as they supported his weight.
“It’s not like we haven’t been here before.” I looked up into his eyes as I memorized the way his looked in this moment, counting the brown flecks in each one before moving to the scruff that lined his jaw.
“You were my first.” He said it like it was new information, but we had confessed that to each other already. It was part of the reason why I’d decided to go all the way with Dalton back in high school.
We were both virgins, both seniors, and even though he wasn’t officially my boyfriend, I loved him and I trusted him. A small, misguided part of me probably believed that having sex with Dalton would change things between us for the better. That after we did it, he’d announce to the world that I was his and he was mine. Instead, he’d asked that bitch Carla Benten to prom and ruined everything.
“I know. I was there, remember?”
“I’m sure our first time wasn’t great for you, but I don’t even know how to ruin sex for a teenage boy.” He smirked before kissing my cheek.
“By not having any,” I said with a small smile.
“Was our first time horrible? I remember feeling rushed and nervous.”
I grimaced. “I mostly remember being terrified that my mom might come home from work on her lunch break and find us alone inside the house. Every noise I heard made me want to push you off the bed. And it hurt.”
“I’m sorry. I had no idea what I was doing back then. I’m much better now,” he said with a cocky grin before propping himself up on his elbows.
I let out a little huff. “You should let me be the one to tell you you’re better now.”
“You’re not going to be able to speak by the time I’m done with you.” He lowered himself onto me as his lips pressed against my neck, his prickly chin a stark contrast to the softness of his mouth. I rolled my head to the side, allowing him access as his fingers lightly brushed my hair out of his way. His tongue licked at my flesh as he moved slowly up the length of my neck toward my ear.
“Well, that’s really too bad because, um . . .” I paused as he sucked gently at my earlobe, tugging it between his teeth and biting lightly. “I need to be able to speak for my job.” At least, that was what I intended to say; I had no idea if I actually spoke the words or not. My entire body was on fire, alive with the heat he provided, and I was certain nothing functioned properly.
“Don’t worry, babe. It’s only temporary.”
His lips curved into a smile against my neck as he continued to kiss my exposed skin. Every nerve ending in me came to life with his touch. I reached for the bottom of his shirt, tugging it toward his neck as he ducked out of it and tossed it to the floor.
He sat up and leaned back against his calves before his hands grabbed my waist on either side. They worked their way up the length of my body, across my rib cage, around the slow curve of my breasts, my top bunching up with the movement as they neared my face.
“Lift your arms,” he said softly, and I did as he asked.
Once my shirt was gone, I pulled at my now-snarled hair and smoothed it out with my fingers as Dalton reached around my back and unclasped my bra. I wiggled my shoulders and threw the piece of fabric to the floor with our other garments. He groaned, his eyes fixed on my breasts, and I reached for his hair, winding my fingers in it. His face tilted up, his eyes meeting mine before he looked back down at my half-exposed body.
“You’re so beautiful, Cammie,” he whispered, and my cheeks flushed with more warmth at the compliment.
Dalton moved his head down, taking my bare breast into his mouth and sucking. His tongue flicked at my nipple, making the sensitive flesh feel even more so. I arched my back involuntarily and bucked against him, my hips pressing against his hardness as he moved to the other breast, giving each a fair amount of attention.
I didn’t know if it was our history, or what had existed between us prior to tonight, but everything Dalton did turned me on more than I’d ever been before. I felt like a transformer, ready to explode and cause a blackout with flying sparks. Everywhere his gaze touched me, every flick of his tongue, nibble of his lips, touch from his fingers, everything he did made me feel out of control in the best possible way. I wanted every part of Dalton on me, in me, around me.
I reached for his pants, my fingertips barely able to touch the top button on his jeans. He leaned back slightly and glanced down to where my hand was trying to reach. “You want these off?” he asked and I nodded, biting my bottom lip.
Pushing off the bed, he stood next to me as I threaded the button through the loop and unzipped the zipper. His hands did the rest as he stepped out of his jeans, revealing a very large hard-on covered by a pair of black boxer briefs. I couldn’t look away.
Dalton stepped back toward the bed and did the same with my jeans, stopping to kiss my stomach as the skin was revealed. I shimmied my hips back and forth as he tugged my jeans lower and off my legs to reveal a blue-and-white thong. He kissed his way back up my body before pressing himself against me, our underwear the only thing separating us.
The feel of his hot skin against mine was overwhelming, and I didn’t want to wait any longer. I wondered if I was going to have to beg him to get inside me.
