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She nods. “Yeah. House this huge has got to have guest rooms, right?”
“It does.”
Auden erases all the space between us. She’s so close I can feel the warmth radiating off her skin, smell the rosemary mint scent of her shampoo. “I want to feel you inside me again,” she whispers.
Fuck.“Aren’t you sore?” I murmur back.
Pink paints her cheeks. “A little,” she admits.
I can’t keep having this conversation with her here. I grab her hand and pull her toward the stairs, acting like I don’t see the envious stares from girls and jealous looks from guys. There’s only one reason you head upstairs with someone at a party.
I pull Auden to the right when we reach the top of the steps. I know the layout of the Hawleys’ house as well as my own. The biggest guest room is at the end of the hall, and Josh keeps it locked when he has people over. I fish the key out of the pot sitting on the end table and unlock the door, pulling Auden inside after me. I click the lock back into place. Drunk teenagers make stupid decisions, and I don’t want anyone walking in on us.
Auden doesn’t move away to explore the room. She turns once the door is shut, effectively pressing me up against it. Her hair has started to fall out of its curls, her dress is wrinkled, and she’s never looked more beautiful.
“We don’t have to do anything.”
She laughs and steps away. One hand disappears behind her back; it doesn’t register that she’s unzipping her dress until I watch the blue material slip down her body and pool on the hardwood floor. “We’dbetter.”
I look at her. She stares right back, brows quirking in a silent challenge.
“Get on the bed.” I pull my shirt off and over my head.
Desire heats her gaze as her eyes skim over the muscles that cover my torso. I don’t spend hours in the gym to impress girls—but it feels damn good to have her look at me this way. The sight of her mostly naked, looking at me with lust and heat in her eyes, twists my insides. I walk over to the edge of the bed, stepping between her legs. I lean over slowly, forcing her to lie down.
“You’re still wearing too many clothes,” she informs me as I unsnap her bra and palm her left breast. There’s a reddish-purple mark just above her nipple, and my dick hardens further.Mine.
Auden follows my gaze. “There’s one on my neck, too. I had to put concealer on it this morning.”
I smirk. “Sorry.”
“No, you’re not.”
“I’m not,” I agree, then I kiss her. She mewls against my lips, rocking her hips against mine in an attempt to force some friction. I focus on doing dirty things to her mouth: sucking on her tongue, nipping her lip, and making sure I thoroughly explore every inch. Her right hand slides down to the waistband of my shorts. I move before I won’t be able to, pulling back to study her pink, puffy lips. She looks thoroughly kissed.
I shift lower, kissing my way down the column of her throat and between her breasts. Gently—I don’t leave another hickey. I flick my tongue against the pink tips of her nipples, then suck. She arches against me, mixing my name with a series of desperate moans.
Coming in my shorts becomes a legitimate concern.
I speed up my descent, ghosting my lips down the tensed muscles of her stomach until I reach the edge of her underwear. They’re a lacy, light pink pair. Last night, she was wearing her bikini bottoms. I wonder if she normally wears this kind—or did she wear them for me? With any other girl, I wouldn’t care or ask, but this is Auden. So, I do. “Did you wear these for me?”
“Yeah,” she replies breathlessly.
I yank them down with one harsh movement, then trail my fingers from her stomach down between her legs. She’s wet.Reallywet. I play with the nub of nerves for a minute, then shift my hand down to her upper thigh, spreading her legs.
I’ve only done this once before, and it was over a year ago. It was more obligatory than anything—Sarah Simmons had just given me a blowjob, and I felt like I needed to reciprocate. There was no emotion behind it, and I mostly used my hand. The burning need to watch Auden writhe beneath me that I’m experiencing right now was entirely absent.
“Elliot, what are you—”
I press my lips to her center, exploring it as eagerly as I just surveyed her mouth. Her legs fall all the way apart as her hips rise, pressing up against my tongue. A mixture of groans and moans fall out of her mouth. I circle her clit, then suck, and I think her answering sound might be audible over the rap music downstairs.
My tongue moves again, and her breathing grows harsher, erratic. Pants turn to pleas. “Fuck, Elliot. God.Please.”
I’d be lying if I said her desperation and naked need aren’t fantastic for my ego. I quicken my pace, simultaneously sliding a finger inside of her. Her inner muscles clench, then start to convulse as she comes. My dick hardens painfully against the mattress as I raise my head and look at her.
Auden’s hair is spread across the blue comforter in a tangled stream of dark brown. Her teeth are digging into her bottom lip harshly enough to turn the pink flesh white. Her eyes are hazy and heated as she looks up at me.
I crawl up the mattress and flop down beside her.
