I ran my hand along the defined curve of her hip, slipping my finger beneath the thin string of her panties as I teased the sensitive skin.
Vivian groaned and moved restlessly as I touched her. I wanted to look at her. I wanted to see her gorgeous face flushed as she took pleasure in what I was about to do to her.
But I wanted this dream to last as long as I could make it. So I kept my eyes resolutely shut.
I found the wet spot on her underwear and grinned to myself. She wanted me. She always wanted me. I moved the insignificant piece of cotton to the side and ran my thumb along her clit.
“Oh god!” she groaned, spreading her thighs so I had easier access. I was slow and purposeful as I coated my fingers with her arousal. She was dripping with it and I could hear her pants coming loud and fast.
Not able to put off feeling her from the inside for another moment, I pushed two fingers deep inside, moaning as her muscles clenched down hard.
“Fuck,” I murmured, moving my fingers in and out. In and out.
“Cole,” Vivian rasped and I couldn’t stop myself from opening my eyes.
And I was shocked when she didn’t go away. She was still there. Lying in my bed, her hair fanned out around her. Her dark, red dress bunched up at her stomach and my fingers plunging in and out of her sexy body.
Her knees were bent, her hips rising to meet my hand as I pressed in as far as I could go.
She was here. Vivian was in my bed and I was touching her. Finally. God, how I had wanted to do this for so damn long.
Her eyes were still closed, her head thrown back and I couldn’t stop myself from replacing my fingers with my mouth. I had to taste her.
I covered her mound with my lips and suckled on her clit until she was bucking beneath me.
Her fingers curled into my hair and gripped painfully. I smiled against her and pushed my tongue into her *. I lapped and licked until I tasted her coming in my mouth.
She screamed at the top of her lungs, followed by a string of curses that had my neighbor banging on the wall.
Even after she settled down, I didn’t stop. I kept licking and tasting her, not able to get enough.
I chanced a look up at her face. Her eyes were open and she was watching me between her legs. I couldn’t read her expression. I couldn’t tell what she was thinking.
But I knew what I was thinking. I repositioned myself and quickly got rid of my pants and boxers. I fit between her legs and grabbed her thigh, pulling her down the bed until she was lined up right where I needed her to be.
“No, Cole, stop,” Vivian said, sitting up and pulling her legs together.
I ran my hands up her thighs and gripped her waist. I leaned down and kissed the base of her throat, my lips lingering over the erratic heartbeat “What’s wrong, baby? I want to make you feel good,” I pleaded, running my fingers up under the skirt of her dress again.
Vivian grabbed ahold of my wrists and squeezed with all of her might.
“We are not having sex, Cole. So get your damn hands off me,” she warned.
I quickly pulled my hands back as though she had burned me. I sat back on my haunches and watched in disbelief as she swung her legs off the side of the bed and got to her feet. A little bit shaky I might add, feeling a smidge of satisfaction for making her knees tremble.
“I just thought, after you came in my mouth, that you wanted to keep going. Sorry for the misunderstanding,” I said sarcastically.
“I was asleep, Cole! I thought I was dreaming,” she fumed.
I smirked. “Do you dream about me tongue fucking you often?” I asked.
“I should have known,” Vivian muttered under her breath, sliding into her strappy sandal things with heels that looked like weapons. I didn’t want her throwing them, so I decided to backpedal a bit.
“Why are you even here?” I asked, trying to think back to last night. The only thing I could recall was going to Benny’s and ordering a round or ten. I didn’t remember much after that.
Though there were clearly some things between then and now that I needed to know about.