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“Boundaries.” He arches an eyebrow, like it’s a perfectly natural question, yet I have no clue what he’s talking about. “You know, like any hard passes? Things you refuse to do?”
“Oh.”Do I?“Um, I guess if it comes up I’ll let you know.” I don’t have any clue what he could possibly do that would require a boundary. We’re just having sex, right?
He studies my face before giving a curt nod. He finally leans in to kiss me when I realize there is one and lean my head back.
“No tellinganyoneabout this!” His eyes open at my words and he stares at me. “I mean it. I’m not—”
“I know, I know. This isn’t who you are. Got that.” He rolls his eyes and it floods my veins with ice as he moves in to kiss me again.
“If this is your idea of foreplay, it’s not working.” I step back and my legs hit the mattress, but I refuse to sit down.This was a bad idea.
“Would you stop? I don’t want to do anything you’re not comfortable with. And I can’t help that I see a side of you that you seem stubbornly blind to.”
I cross my arms over my chest with a huff. He runs his palms from my shoulders to my hands, taking them into his and pulling me close again. When our chests collide, I feel a tremor roll through my spine.
“I can’t force you to feelthat,” he says. How does he know? He answers my unspoken question in a whisper, his breath hot over my face. “I feel it, too.”
My heart races and I flush, rendered speechless. I do the only thing I can think to do; that feels right to do. I crash my lips onto his and moan when his tongue enters my mouth in anguished need. He groans and I feel the rumble in his chest, causing me to push my hips into him. I feel his dick harden, pressing into my stomach. I lift my hands to his shoulders, squeezing and pulling him closer.
There’s one thing I can’t deny— how much my body craves this. The desire to feel wanted, to orgasm, it’s blocking out all the other noise. He wraps one hand around the back of my neck and the other around my waist, pulling me into his hard body so there’s not an inch of space between us. Our lips clash and our hurried tongues swipe over each other.
He presses his fingers into my neck with such ferocity that it actually hurts a bit. I can feel his calluses on my skin, and it makes me want to ask him if he works out or how else he came to have them. As our mouths slow and our kiss deepens, I find myself wanting to know everything about him.
But that’s not what this is, is it? This is simply for pleasure, and then we’ll be on our merry ways.
He steps into me and this time, I allow my legs to bend so that I land on the mattress. He wastes no time in bringing his knee between my thighs and pushing into my center, my pussy and clit aching with his touch.
“Lorenzo,” I breathe, and he smirks against my lips as he nudges his knee a few times, silently asking me to scoot back. I oblige and he brings his other knee to the bed, spreading my legs in a swift motion.
His hands on either side of my ribs cage me in. I loop my hands around his neck for support, both physically and mentally. His eyes travel down my body at a turtle’s pace, landing mid-thigh where my dress ends.
“I want to see your legs as I rub them this time,” he says as he brings one arm between our legs, his hand sliding up my dress to my upper thigh. He grabs it, causing my head to fall back with a close-lipped moan.
“You can’t…” My words are lost to the sensation of him squeezing my thigh while one of his fingers skims the outline of my panties over my heated pussy. I detest the fact that we have way too much clothes on.
“Youlovedthat we were surrounded by people,” he says with a smug look. “I consider myself a decent reader of people, Kate. You weresointo it.”
The denial is on my tongue, but the drop in my gut tells me he was right. Beneath all the worry and fear, was the insane amount of excitement his hidden touches brought me.
“If you want to blame me, to tell me I’m a bad influence, go for it. But I know the truth. I know I can’t make people feel what’s not in them.”
My jaw goes slack at his words, because I’ve never looked at it that way. His hand glides to my other thigh, his fingers brushing past my clit, exposed through my lips purely because of how wet I am. I inhale sharply and his stupid, sexy smirk tells me that his touch was no accident.
This guy must have way more experience than me, making me feel so insecure. I don’t think I could even find his dick right now without using my eyes, and he’s expertly groping me without breaking eye contact.
“What’s that brain of yours worrying about now?” he asks, moving my panties aside before slipping a finger into my soaking pussy. He slides right in and I forget his words, thrusting my hips into his hand. His thumb moves up, shoving my panties all the way over and gliding so freaking slowly over my clit.
“Kate.” His words are a slow drawl, and when I don’t respond immediately, he stops moving his fingers. I still feel them hovering over my aching pussy, but the lack of movement helps me recover my thoughts.
“I… don’t want to talk about it right now.” I can’t confess my insecurities to him while he’s doing these things to me. I may not be an expert at hookups, but I know damn well bringing up other women he’s been intimate with is probably—no,definitely—a turnoff.
“Do you want me to stop?” I’m surprised at the hint of worry I hear in his tone. My eyes meet his and the hesitation I see in them causes me to close my eyes.
“No,” I reply, wiggling my hips so I rub myself on his fingers. I can justfeelthe smirk overtaking his face, and his thumb resumes its small circles. I sigh in relief and continue to grind myself on him.
“Thank fuck,” he groans. His lips find mine and I grant him immediate access, our tongues swirling together. His taste is all I ever want to know. I bring my hand to his jaw and grasp, pulling him closer. I feel his lips tilt up and he slows the pace of his tongue and finger.
“You’re a greedy one, aren’t you?” he murmurs against my lips. I buck my hips in response and he thrusts two fingers into my pussy. When I moan, he swallows it with his mouth. His lips over mine are intoxicating, and his fingers inside me have me seeing stars.
