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His breathing becomes heavier and visible with the rise and fall of his chest. “Friends who kiss?”
“Or more—”
Foster’s mouth crashes upon mine, hard and fanatical, as an agreement in theory is made into reality. Our tongues collide, desperate to feel and taste what the other has to offer, exploring a familiar and exciting memory.
His hands pull and squeeze my hips while mine thread through his soft and somewhat damp hair, releasing the scent of his shampoo. My shirt rises at the sides as Foster’s thumbs explore upward under the garment.
“Still friends?” he questions, dipping his head and grazing his lips along the delicate skin of my neck.
“The best kind.” My fingertips search for his naked flesh at the hem of his sweatshirt.
“No expectations?”
“None from me,” I pant. “Except for the occasional high five or fist bump.”
Foster lifts the shirt over my head, tosses it to the floor, and then raises me onto the granite countertop. I reach for the bottom of his sweatshirt, pull it off his body, and let gravity take it, falling next to mine.
“I don’t know if I told you before,” I say, palming his firm chest, “but you’re really fucking hot without your clothes on.”
“No”—he undoes my bra—“you didn’t mention it.”
“Well, now, you know.”
He slides my lingerie down my arms. “Your breasts are like something out of a magazine. They’re anatomy perfection.” He cups one with his hand. “And just the right weight.”
“I take them to the booby gym weekly.”
“I bet.” Lowering his head, he tauntingly licks my nipple. “Do you work these out, too?”
“They’re kind of part of the package.”
Foster continues to tongue and massage my breasts as I explore his tight arms and shoulders with my hands. Trailing his fingers down my front, he slides a hand underneath my pants and into my panties, searching for my opening. I spread my legs, allowing him to deftly touch me in a sensual and surprisingly skillful manner.
Lifting his head in line with my own, he presses our lips together, and I moan into his mouth as he continues to evocatively touch me.
“You get so wet,” he murmurs. “So, so wet. I want to kiss you.”
“You already are.” I smile, humored.
“Down here.” He pushes a finger inside me and then slides it outward before slowly entering my cavity once again. “With my mouth.”
“Are you always this…step-by-step?”
“No, but I need to make sure that it’s okay.”
“It’s definitely okay.” I lick his ear. “Does this mean that you will expect me to give you head in return?”
“Only if you want to.”
Then, the words, “I think I want you to fuck me,” cross my lips without a thought.
“You have an interesting way of expressing yourself.”
“So I’ve been told.”
Nudging him backward to create some space between us, I hop off the counter, landing next to him. He stands motionless in front of me as I unbutton and then unzip his pants. With both hands, I grab the waistband of his jeans and boxers and shimmy them down his legs. He steps out of them, standing completely naked before me.
“Still impressive,” I comment, referring to his erection.
