AllFreeNovel
Share Us
7
NICOLE
Those words did not come out of my mouth.
Surely not.
I don’t have sex with strangers.
Don’t get me wrong. I love the sparks you can’t get when you go it alone, and the connection that tethers you to another for several blistering minutes, but I at least like to know someone for a couple of hours before I have sex with them. I don’t open my legs for any random man.
What are you talking about? You haven’t had sex in years, and even when you gave in to temptation, it wasn’t anything to brag about.
I don’t see that being an issue this time around, though. Laken’s kiss alone has me on the verge of climax, and the way he’s looking at me, like I have confidence by the bucketloads, makes me feel the most daring I’ve ever felt.
I can do this.
Iwilldo this.
Even if it kills me.
“Nicole, we don’t…”
The rest of Laken’s words slip into a silent void when I push back on his shoulder, encouraging his back to become one with the bedding.
His teeth dig into his fleshly lip when I shuffle back far enough to expose the zipper in his jeans. He’s hard. The lengthy girth in the crotch of his pants can’t deny this, but it is even more telling by the small amount of wetness at the tip.
His cock is leaking pre-cum, and it inserts imaginary steel rods through my shaky hands.
I’ve only just gotten the button undone and am working on lowering the zipper when Laken’s hand curls over mine, stopping my movements. “We don’t need to do this.” As his eyes bounce between mine, I’m shocked that they’re filled more with respect than the disgust I am expecting. “I’m happy to wait.” His hand swamps my face when he cups my jaw. “I’m sure you’ll make the delay worthwhile.”
His last word is a groan when I feed off the confidence his comment awards me. I suck his thumb into my mouth before curling my tongue around the tip.
His response would have you convinced his cock is between my lips, and I’m almost certain that needs to be the case when his reaction sends a pleasing zap over every inch of me.
I want him now more than I’ve wanted anything, and I will have him.
“I want this.” I grunt and groan while endeavoring to remove his jeans. “I just need to get your jeans off first.” Another handful of grunts makes my words breathless. “It would be easier if I had a paint scraper.”
Sensing my struggle and unable to hide his smile about my witty comment, Laken raises his ass off the bed before tugging down his skintight jeans. He does it without the groans and grunts that emitted from my lips when I left dress rehearsal earlier today.
He’s stripped as bare as me in no time, wearing nothing but boxer shorts and a shirt.
This is usually where I’d feel more clumsy than confident. It isn’t an issue this time around. I feel daring, bold, and on the verge of having a stroke when my eyes lock on the bulge no longer taped to Laken’s thigh with denim-colored duct tape.
“Umm…” I wet my lips, desperate for moisture somewhere else on my body other than between my legs. “I’ve never really… ah…”
Take it between your hands, Nicole.
Stop being such a wimp.
A terrifying dip slaughters my confidence when I follow the prompts of my deviant head. I grab—choke?—his cock as if it is a big, steely flashlight and there’s a perp outside my bedroom window, almost crushing his manhood with my sturdy hold.
“Sorry… I’m not exactly confid—”
“Just. Like. That.” Laken pumps the hand gripping him up and down his rigid shaft with each word he speaks. His tongue rolls between his teeth when my reformed grip has his cock throbbing in my palm. “Though I might need to encourage a little less eye contact.”
Like a creep, I immediately lock my eyes with him.
