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“Come on.”
I lead her down the ha
llway to my room. She takes off her jacket and drops it on my desk chair before she walks around the small space, checking out the shit on my desk, the posters on my walls, and the books on the small bookshelf. She picks up the framed picture I have on my dresser.
“Is this your dad and sister?”
I pull my keys and wallet out of my pockets and dump them on my nightstand, setting my jacket on top of hers. “Yeah. Danielle was three then. It was taken in Florida during the one and only vacation we could afford to take.”
I take the frame from her hand and set it back on the dresser. Sitting on the edge of my bed, I pull her down on my lap so her legs straddle me.
She smiles and her eyes dance playfully.
“So, this is the reason you brought me here. You wanna make out?”
I don’t smile back at her, just grip her hips and hold her to me. There’s so much more I want to do with Rylee than just make out, but I know she’s not ready for that. And I haven’t earned that right. At least not yet, but I will.
The look in her eyes changes. Going from mischievous to something more sensuous. The look has my dick going from semi-hard to rock hard in seconds. I’m still ramped up from what she revealed in the truck earlier. When her eyes drop to my mouth, I can’t hold back anymore.
I slide my hands up her back until my fingers tangle in her hair, and I tug her forward. Our lips meet in a crushing kiss.
Heavy kissing is as far as I’ve taken it with Rylee, and it’s been killer on my control. Tasting her, touching her, feeling her against me, it all puts me closer to the edge than I’ve ever been before. I’ve never wanted someone as much as I want her- as much as I have wanted her since the first moment I saw her; even when I hated her.
Her arms lace around my neck and her chest smashes against mine. My hands move to her ass, and I squeeze the plumpness through her jeans, grinding her against my erection. She releases a whimper, the sound vibrating against my mouth.
I nip and suck on her tongue, then swirl my tongue against hers. Her unique sweet flavor explodes in my mouth, and I want more. I want to taste her all over; lick every delectable inch of her.
Leaving her mouth behind, I trail my lips over the underside of her chin and make my way down a few inches. The shirt she has on rises to the base of her neck, and I finger the edge of the material. I look at her, letting her see my need. When she doesn’t say anything, and I don’t get the sense she wants me to stop, I gently tug the fabric down a little. There’s a bit of give, and I drop my eyes down to see her bare flesh. Just a shadow of the hidden valley between her breasts shows, but damn if it isn’t enough to make my mouth water.
I kiss the top slopes of her breasts, and her breath hitches. Lifting my head, I lightly rub the stubble on my chin over the tender skin.
“Has anyone ever had their face buried between your gorgeous tits, Rylee?”
She lets out a breathy, “No.”
“Hmm… I like that. I like knowing I’m the only one.” I dip my chin, scraping my chin firmer against her breasts. I slip my hand between her open thighs. “What about here? Has anyone touched you here?” I grind the heel of my palm against her clit through her jeans.
Her lips part and her eyelids lower. She slowly shakes her head.
“Fuck,” I groan. “I like that even more.”
I grip her waist and flip her to her back. Her legs fall open, and I settle between them. This can’t go much further than it already has—I know this—but I want to feel her beneath me for a moment.
Her hands grip my biceps, her nails digging into the muscle. I watch her as I hike her leg up over my hip, opening her up more. I press my hips forward, thrusting against her pussy, letting her feel just how hard I am for her.
“Oh, God,” she moans, tipping her head back and closing her eyes.
Dropping my face to her neck, I run my lips up the column until I reach her ear. “Feel me, baby. Feel what you do to me. Feel how hard you make me. I can’t fucking wait to slide inside you and see how tight you are.”
I pump my hips, wishing there wasn’t any clothes between us, imagining her bare flesh against mine. My dick feels like it’s going to break off at any second from all the blood filling it. I’m so close to exploding that I know it won’t take much more. I need to stop before it gets to that point. I don’t want to come in my damn jeans. Fuck, I want to be inside her. What I wouldn’t give to be inside her.
I slip my hand between us, forcing myself to not go for the button on her jeans, but instead rub her through the stiff material. I don’t trust myself to touch her bare pussy. I may be putting a stop to my own orgasm, but I damn sure want Rylee to have hers. I fucking crave to see her come undone.
Her hips buck against my hand. “That feels so—”
“Zayden! Where are you? Dad and I got some good news!”
I stiffen at the sound of my sister’s voice, my head whipping to the door. “Shit,” I mutter. “That’s Danielle.”
