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“Did you always know – ” She moaned at the flick of my tongue. “Did you always know you were going to be the one I lost it to?”
My answer was casual as I filled my hands with her tits. “Yeah.” It wasn’t presumption it was just the truth. Lake barely reacted. She knew I knew.
“I just don’t want to become… oh God, Callum…” Her sentence trailed off as I parted her legs and thrust my erection against her pussy. We were separated by both her denim and mine but I was almost fully hard and it took no time to get there with her body twitching under me, bucking every few seconds as I made sure to rub against her clit.
“You don’t want to become what?” I freed my cock from its prison. I couldn’t take it anymore. I jerked it while laying on top of her, kissing her neck.
“I don’t want to become dependent on it like my mom.”
I had no idea what she was talking about and it wasn’t just because I was turned on out of my mind. “Lake, you won’t.” She either ignored me or didn’t hear.
“I don’t want to be like her.”
“You’re not.”
“I know. But at the same time I’m scared. I don’t want to get hooked on it and be dependent on like…
validation. ‘Cause I swear to God, she really was and I really don’t want to be like her.”
“I’ve never met her and I know you’re nothing like her,” I said, slipping her panties off with her tight shorts. I slid down the couch and she lifted her legs, resting her calves on my back. “You’re like no one. And no one’s like you,” I murmured before running the flat of my tongue over the length of her pussy. I lived for the sound of that first cry to the ceiling. “Does that feel good?”
“You know it feels good,” she panted, thrusting her hand in my hair, her pulsing grip telling me how and where she liked my tongue. She squeezed the hardest when I licked circles around her clit, pumping my fingers in and out of her. I’d never felt her wetter, never before heard this way she was breathing. It was torturing me. I slid a third finger inside her and had to pull away to watch and savor how incredibly sexy her body looked as it ached for more of me. I thrust faster, harder inside her, falling into her when she reached for me, desperate to kiss me as she came. I always knew when she was on the verge because she stopped kissing me back, her body tight and her mouth open against mine. I’d always sweep my tongue deep inside it and palm her pussy with my whole hand, moving my fingers fast inside her while rubbing her clit with the heel of my palm. She always came so hard she ripped away from my lips and moaned as if there was no such thing as neighbors. Which I fucking loved.
But this time, something was different after finishing. She sighed, blushed about how loud she was and then pushed me back to climb on top of me, wrapping her hands around my tortured dick and stroking me to a finish. She did that for me every time with a sleepy, content look in her eye. But tonight, it was filled with hot excitement and energy.
“Callum?” She worked my shaft with both hands, bouncing her gorgeous tits between her arms. I had trouble talking but managed it.
“Yeah, baby.”
“I want you to take my virginity tomorrow.”
My eyes shot wide open. I stared at the way she bit her lip, the way her eyes sparkled. She clearly found my reaction amusing because her mouth twisted into a sexy little smirk and just like that, I came harder than ever before in her hands.
*
I was a little fucking dismayed to hear that Lake had arranged to have the dorm all to herself that next night.
I had my own apartment with a King-sized bed and good sheets and actual groceries in my stainless steel fridge to make breakfast with the next morning. But Lake, for reasons I couldn’t really wrap my head around, wanted to have sex for the first time in her twin-sized dorm bed, which was across from another twin-sized dorm bed in their weak-sized dorm room.
But obviously, I didn’t linger on that thought. Whatever she wanted, I was going to give to her.
“You’re early,” she bit her lip shyly when she opened the door for me. I raised my eyebrows right away because she’d adjusted the lighting for our night. I stepped in and looked around slowly. The room was quite possibly the girliest Christmas light Heaven that I’d ever seen in my life and I’d seen a lot because I had, on more occasions than I preferred, entertained my mom while she drank her morning coffee with her iPad and “pinned” things she thought were “too irresistibly pretty.”
Whatever affinity she had for stringing holiday lights indoors when it wasn’t actually the holidays had been successfully passed onto Lake because that night, there were hundreds of little white bulbs glowing out of dozens of Mason jars that were strategically placed about the room. Ropes of them transformed her wooden headboard and made her bed look like some kind of mystical fairy landing. I had to laugh.
“Jesus, Lake.”
“Don’t make fun.”
“I’m not. I like it,” I said.
“Don’t patronize me either,” she huffed playfully, starting off. But I caught the nape of her neck before she could walk away and kissed the growing smile on her face.
“I’m not,” I murmured, pulling away to gaze at the loose, white dress she had on. It was asymmetrical at the bottom and if I looked hard enough, glittered a little. She looked ethereal – like an insanely voluptuous and sexy brunette Tinkerbell. It felt appropriate, considering the decor. I laughed again though, when I saw the open bottle of nail polish in her hand. Her fingernails were bare so I looked down at her toes. Three nails done on the left foot and the other still bare.
“You came early,” she protested.
“I’ll refrain from jokes.”
