“Besides.” She yawned loudly, stretching her arms above her head. “I’m really tired. Today totally wore me out. I think I’ll just go to bed when we get back.” She was teasing the hell out of me, and all it did was get me even more excited.
“Oh, you’ll be going to bed all right.” My hand resumed its place, pushing her dress up even further this time, and I flashed an exaggerated grin. This time she couldn’t fight back the wide smile that broke out across her face when she turned toward me. “But you most definitely won’t be sleeping.”
JUSTIN COULD BARELY wait until we got into the house. In fact, he probably would have been perfectly fine to do me on the front lawn. I had more class than that. Just a little.
“Do you feel that?” he asked, pushing me up against the wall as soon as he slammed the door behind us. “This is what you do to me. All. The. Time.”
I nodded my head, briefly squeezing my eyes shut as he ground his hardness against me. I was probably just as ready as he was after the way he had been watching my every move at his mom’s house. It was hard to concentrate on anything when he looked at me like that. I even thought about sneaking into the bathroom for a quickie, but knowing his family, they would all catch on and tease us about it forever. So, I controlled myself.
“Well, what are you gonna do about it then?” he whispered huskily before brushing his lips lightly over mine.
I moved my hands in between us, barely able to function from him feathering kisses down my neck and fisting my hair tightly, but somehow, I made it to the button on his jeans and started to work them down.
“What are you doing?” He watched me as I dropped to my knees, yanking his boxers down along the way. He groaned loudly and I smirked, wrapping my hand around him.
“Taking care of the problem.”
I took him in between my lips, holding the base with my hand and stroking it lightly, keeping in time with my mouth. He moaned, and I looked up, smiling around him. He leaned his head back against the wall, a blissful expression on his face as he arched his hips into me. I took as much of him as I could into my mouth, sucking and swirling, repeating the pattern that seemed to be driving him wild. His hands fisted my hair as he started to pump uncontrollably and I could tell he was so close. He tugged lightly on my hair as if to pull me up, but I shook my head, staying in place.
“I’m gonna come, princess,” he said hoarsely. I felt his whole body shudder against me as he finished in my mouth, and then he collapsed onto the floor next to me. He tucked me into his side, wrapping his arms tightly around me as he buried his nose in my hair, breathing me in. “Well, you didn’t have to do that, but I’m not complaining.”
I smiled and pressed a kiss onto his chest. “Don’t worry, we haven’t even made it to the bedroom yet. There’s still plenty of fun to be had.”
I woke up the next morning and before I even opened my eyes, I could tell Justin was awake and staring at me. Last night had been…I don’t really even know what one word could describe it—amazing, epic, miraculous, unbelievable—the list went on and on…and on. That bit in the entryway was really only the beginning. I guess once we started, Justin figured we needed to have sex in every other part of the house: the kitchen table, the shower, up against the bedroom wall. Each time forever ingrained in my brain, a permanent reminder. My whole body was sore because of our sex-capades, but the good kind of sore, the kind that didn’t really matter because it felt so good getting that way.
“I know you’re awake.” His warm breath blew against my ear, and I shivered at the slight contact. I peeked my eyes open only to find him staring at me, just like I suspected, his gray eyes glistening in the morning sunlight.
“Morning.” I held a hand over my mouth, and he rolled his eyes.
“I think I can handle your morning breath.”
I shook my head, untangling my limbs from his, and ran to the bathroom, squeezing toothpaste onto my finger and sticking it into my mouth before hurrying back to the bed. “Here.” I stuck out my finger and he opened his mouth, letting me rub toothpaste on his teeth and gums. He slowly released my finger, letting it go with a pop, his eyes slightly glazed over. “There, now you can do whatever you want to me.” I climbed back on the bed, straddling his lap, and he gripped my hips, smiling up at me.
“Really?” He raised his eyebrows. “Cause there’s a ton of different possibilities running through my head right now, and I’m pretty sure some of ‘em are illegal.”
“Hmm….” I tapped a finger to my chin. “Well, since you’re a cop and all, I don’t think that would be a very good idea.” I rolled off of his lap, collapsing back onto my pillow, and he tucked me into his side, twirling a piece of my hair between his fingers.
“I think I should be able to wake up to this every morning.” He dipped his head down to my neck, his tongue darting out to lick a trail all the way to my collarbone. “Close your eyes.”
“Um…why?”