“Allie?” She raps on the door.
I look helplessly at Dean. The evil gleam in his eyes has me narrowing my own. I don’t know what he’s planning, but I—oh God. He drags the tip of his tongue over my clit, and now my eyes are widening in horror, because I’m pretty sure I just moaned.
“I can hear you in there,” Hannah accuses.
Yep, I moaned.
I clear the gravel from my throat. “Uh, yeah, I’m here. Sorry, I was…”
Dean peppers kisses up and down my slit. I forget how to talk again.
“I…oh gosh,” I squeeze out. “I didn’t hear you before.”
There’s a pause. A long, worrisome pause.
“Allie…” Hannah trails off, coughs, then keeps going. “Am I interrupting you while you’re, um…riding the solo train to Orgasmville?”
Dean’s shoulders begin to shake uncontrollably. His muffled laughter vibrates against my clit, and the resulting effect rivals the good vibrations of every sex toy in my nightstand.
A hoarse “Yes!” is wrenched from my throat. It’s meant for Dean, but Hannah, of course, doesn’t know that.
“Shit,” she blurts out. “I’m sorry! Leaving now! I swear!”
Her hurried footsteps retreat down the hall. I hear her moving around in the common room. Then the front door shuts.
My heart is still racing as I lower my gaze to Dean.
“I thought she’d never leave,” he rasps.
14
Dean
Allie comes faster than I expect. My tongue barely touches her clit before she’s trembling and moaning and rocking against my mouth. I guess the idea of almost getting caught is as big a turn-on for her as it is for me.
Damn, I wish I’d gotten her off when Hannah was still behind the door. That would’ve been so fucking hot. A dirty little secret just for us. But this is good too, Allie riding my face like she’s a jockey and I’m her championship racehorse.
Scratch that, it’s more than good. My dick is an iron spike trying to chisel its way out of my jeans, and each time her inner muscles bear down on the two fingers I’ve got lodged inside her, I feel an answering jolt in my balls. When her body finally relaxes, I give her clit one last teasing lick, then hop to my feet.
“You okay there?” I grin at her hazy expression.
“I’m great.” She sounds sleepy and sated, but she snaps to attention when I reach for my zipper.
I let my pants drop to the floor. I’m not wearing boxers, because—what was it she said before? It’s redundant. When my cock springs free, I grip it in my right hand and give it a much-needed stroke. Christ, I’m painfully hard.
I eat up the sight of her naked body. She’s shorter than the chicks I usually go for, but I’m okay with that. And she’s somehow slender and curvy at the same time. I take in every appetizing detail, from her perky tits to her smooth, pale skin to the pink paradise between her legs.
I was almost expecting to be let down in some way, that my week’s worth of lusting for this girl had exaggerated her appeal. It hadn’t. Thank God she changed her mind, because I want her as badly as I did before.
My gaze travels back to her face, resting on her sexy mouth for a moment, then drops back to her completely bare mound.
I groan in frustration.
“What’s wrong?” she asks huskily.
“I’m trying to decide what I want more—those pretty lips wrapped around my cock, or your tight pussy squeezing the hell out of it.” I slowly pump my erection as I consider the two equally tempting options. “Give me your mouth.”
Her blue eyes narrow. “What if I don’t want to?”
I squeeze my swollen tip before sliding my fist down to the base, wagging my full length at her. “Don’t act like you didn’t like sucking on this the other night.”
When she doesn’t answer, I step forward and press my naked body against hers. She shivers. I take her hand, wrap it around my shaft, and she shivers harder.
I dip my head to whisper in her ear. “Please, baby, I’ve been such a good boy… I’ve waited a whole week for this. Don’t I deserve a reward for my patience?” I rub the side of her neck with my lips. “I’ve been—” I kiss her jaw “such—” I kiss my way up to her mouth “—a good boy.”
Allie makes a breathy noise and moves her hand along my shaft. Then she sinks to her knees without a word. My dick twitches in excitement. She parts her lips. Licks them. Licks them again. I can’t take my eyes off her mouth. I want it on me, but the ache in my balls warns me that the second there’s any kind of suction on my cock, it won’t be long before I explode.
One flick of the tongue. That’s all Allie is able to do before I’m yanking her to her feet. “No, not happening,” I grind out. “I’m gonna come too fast.”
Outrage flashes in her eyes. “Oh my God. You’re such a mouth-tease!”