“I am,” I replied simply. I wanted to seduce him, in my own way. Even if that was a simple way. “That could be dangerous.” His eyes were on mine, and I felt my heart race in my chest.
“How so, Keith? I can put clothes on if you’d like.” It was a dare. A play my game with me dare I made with my offer to dress.
“Well, I’m trying to study, but all I can think about is being between your thighs, Celia.” The admission came out with a slight smile as if he’d just dared me. Had he, I wondered?
The man was intelligent, I doubted he needed to study at all. Had he just dared me to distract him from his studies?
“Is this too much for you, Keith? Do you want me to go back to my dorm?” I couldn’t keep the anxiety out of my voice. I didn’t want to leave but he was used to being alone. I’d meant it jokingly, but as the moment hung, I wondered.
He looked me up and down, from head to toe, his eyes growing darker with desire as he looked at me. “No, Celia, I don’t want to leave. Don’t you get it, yet?” He pulled me down to the couch, on top of him as his lips captured mine for one single hot kiss before he broke away. “I haven’t had enough of you, not nearly enough.”
His lips crashed down onto mine as I leaned into him, my legs tight around his hips.
“Come with me,” I said as I retreated suddenly and pulling at his hand.
I wanted to let my senses go. To do nothing other than feel, but I wanted to do it in my bed, not on the couch again. I loved the couch but I really liked fucking in beds too. A bed he’d given me. I wouldn’t forget that.
Keith picked me up as I came up to the stairs and I screeched a little with surprise. He held me to his chest as he walked up the stairs without even breaking a sweat or breathing hard. He pushed open the door to my room and carried me to the bed.
“This is your choice, Celia. We don’t have to do this, and I don’t want you to feel that you’re under any obligation here. Although, I suppose it’s hard not to, isn’t it?” He laughed at himself a little and then leaned down over me. “Are you sure?”
Anticipation knotted my stomach, and I knew what he meant. He wanted to be sure I was fucking him out of
want and not out of obligation. I finally swallowed and held my hand up to him, placing my hand on his covered chest.
“I don’t want anything else, right now, Keith. Please, just fuck me.”
He moaned as he fell onto me gently, our mouths locked together as hunger flared into a desire that burned between us.
I couldn’t believe it, but I actually growled as I pushed him over onto his back, my dominant side coming out with this new role in my life. I was someone’s live-in girlfriend.
“Let me undress you,” I said as I pushed at his hands and tugged his sweater away before I crawled down his body.
I let my nipples drag along his skin as I moved along and moaned at the contact.
My right hand danced a slow tease, from his mouth, over a nipple, and down the plane of his flat hard stomach, following the trail my mouth took.
I could hear the sounds he made as he grew restless with his own anticipation. I thought I knew him well enough now to know that he was eager to throw me on my back and do exactly what I’d just done to him.
I smiled when I pushed down his jeans and found he wore no underwear. I let my lips smooth down the length of his wide cock. He was watching me with eager eyes and he didn’t even blink when my fingers wrapped around his length.
I felt his cock throb in my hand, the deep thrum of his blood as it sang in his veins as his excitement grew.
“Are you going to suck it or stare at it all night, Celia?” he finally asked, his voice alive with a new dare.
“Hmm.” I looked down at his cock and wondered how I should respond. “I think I’ll suck you dry for that, young man.” And then I commenced doing just that.
Chapter Twenty
Grant
At last, I was the one in Celia’s arms. She was as thrilling as I knew she would be, as soft as I’d suspected she would feel, and intoxicating with her scent surrounding me.
I stared down at her, my cock in her hands, and just felt her with me. She was ready for me and for a long night of nothing but each other. Of course, she thought I was Keith but that didn’t stop me as I traced the outline of her mouth, eager to suck me dry.
“I can’t believe you’re real sometimes.” The words came from somewhere deep inside of me, a place I didn’t often examine anymore. “I almost think you’re a dream.”
I lost myself in her face as she stroked my hard length in her hand, her fingers silky soft, with an impressive skill for a novice.
Her reply to my words as a hot lick around the head of my shaft, before she sucked me into her sweet mouth.
“I need you,” I whispered to her before I let my head fall back to the pillow.
She’d met me at the door, naked and ready for me, sexier than anything I’d ever seen before.
Now, my cock was in her mouth and I was in heaven.
“Ready?” she asked me, her mouth hovered just over my cock.
“More than ready, Celia. Please. Suck me.” I let my head fall to the pillow as I surrendered to her will.
I surrendered it all to her.
I hissed in a breath when I felt her tongue, flick again at the rim of my cock, teasing me all over again before she swallowed me between those plush lips once more.
I’d waited for this, wanted this, for days now. Here she was, ready and willing to make me come only for her.