My hands go to her neck, bringing her close to me, causing her lacy bra to rub against my naked chest. Her tongue slips into my mouth as my hands get lost in her hair. “Alex,” I whisper when I let go of her lips. Trailing soft kisses to her cheek, I then move down to her jaw. “I keep thinking this is all a dream.” I kiss her neck, and she moves her head back to give me access. Both of her hands are on my chest. I’m sure she can feel the speeding of my heart. “I love you.” I say the three words I’ve been saying in my head for the longest time, secretly hoping that one day I would wake up and she would love me back.
“I love you,” she pants out, and my hands leave her hair and roam down to her tits. I cup her tits in my hands, and it’s like she was made especially for me. “Yes,” she says when my fingertips trail over the top of her bra. “Touch me,” she invites, opening her eyes. The need and want are written all over her face. Her hands leave my chest as she leans back to put them on my knees, giving me access to her chest. My eyes go back to her breasts as they rise and fall with each breath she takes. My finger slowly traces the white bra she is wearing, the top of her nipple coming out just a bit when she leans back. One of her hands comes off my leg and goes to her back, and with a flick, her bra slips forward. The straps on her arms fall forward, and my breathing stops when I see her tits for the first time. Plump, round, and fucking perfect. Her pink nipples pebble with the cold air that is in the room. She tosses her bra with our shirts at the side. “Now touch me.”
My hands move without me even thinking twice. My thumb and forefinger roll her nipples at the same time. Her head falls back as she pants out, “Yes.” Her hips rotate forward, and my cock is being suffocated by my jeans. My mouth waters as I lean in and finally take her nipple in my mouth. Her hips move a touch faster as I switch from one nipple to the next. “More,” she says, and when I look at her, her cheeks are pink. Her eyes are a deep blue, and I want to lay her out on the bed and kiss every single inch of her.
I move my hand around her waist and get up. “Wrap up,” I urge, and her legs lock around my waist. “I need you spread out for me.” She wraps her arms around my neck, her naked chest crushed against mine. “Fuck, I’m going to taste every single part of you,” I say when I walk up the steps two at a time. My mouth fuses with hers when I walk into her room, and her hand runs through the hair at the back near my neck. My knees hit the bed, and she lets go of me, putting her knees on the bed.
I push the hair away from her face, looking down at her, my finger touching her cheek softly. “You’re beautiful,” I say, kissing her cheek right where my fingers just touched. “So fucking beautiful.” I can’t help but repeat the words as she looks up at me, and she always takes my breath away. “There is no turning back,” I warn, my heartbeat filling my ears, my fingers shaking as I touch her. “I’m so fucking nervous,” I admit with a smile, and she smiles even bigger.
“I won’t bite.” She winks at me. “Unless you want me to.” She gets up straight now, her hands going to the button on my jeans. I move out of her touch, knowing that the minute she touches my dick, all bets are going to be off. “Is it not okay for me to touch you?” she asks me, her face going white as she sits down on the back of her legs.
“It’s not that at all,” I reassure her. “It’s the fact that if you touch me, I’m going to go off like a firework on the Fourth of July, and it’ll be embarrassing for us both,” I admit, and her face goes into a sly smile.
“You aren’t going to have all the fun here.” She gets up now. “What if we touched each other at the same time?” I listen to her now.
“Go on,” I say, waiting for her to talk.
“Well, we could both get naked.” She gets off the bed now.
“Tell me more,” I encourage as she undoes the button to her jeans and the sound of her zipper being pushed down is almost like it’s in stereo.