Arousal.
I recognized it, even if she didn't. She wanted me. And I wasn't letting her out of this room until she admitted it. Or until I made her cum.
Whichever came first.
My mouth crashed down on hers. She didn't move. Not to get away. Not to kiss me back.
And then she melted.
I knew in that moment I had her.
She was mine.
"I want you Lexi... You want me too. Admit."
"Okay. I do. Now, stop."
I grinned, kissing her again.
"Fuck no."
"Please Trent... not here."
"Hell yes here."
She moaned as my fingers slid over her uniform. I wasted no time going for her most sensitive spots. I was already learning her body's secrets.
Knowing her.
Her neck. The sides of her breasts. The high arch of her hip. And lower.
I ground my cock into her as my tongue dove in and out of her mouth. My hips were circling, faster and faster. I knew that if I didn't stop, I was going to cum.
But not before I made her cum.
"Lay on the bed."
"Trent..."
I stared at her.
"I-oh..."
She moaned as my fingers found her cleft. I kept talking as I toyed with her, carefully using all my skills to keep her aroused.
To keep her from over thinking this.
"We can do this standing up. Or we can do this laying down. It's up to you, pet."
"Sta-standing up."
I grinned at her.
"Be careful what you wish for."
Lexi
He was doing it again. Driving me crazy. This time was different though. This time I was letting him.
Not just letting him. I was encouraging him. My thighs were pressing against his hand, desperately trying to keep his fingers in place.
Inside me.
He was doing something delicious to me with his fingers. Diving. Stroking. And somehow pressing upwards towards a very sensitive spot inside me. He knew just how much pressure to apply.
Just how much friction to create.
My hips jerked spasmodically.
He was going to make me climax. Standing in a hospital room. My ugly white shoes squeaking on the floor as my body rocked against the locked door.
He was the most famous porn star in the world. And he wanted me.
Never mind that I wasn't the sort of person who watched porn. Never mind that I had only ever dated 'nice guys.' Never mind that he had slept with more women than people I had shaken hands with.
Way more.
It didn't matter. This wasn't that. This was... something else entirely.
He was staring into my eyes as he worked me, making love to me with his fingers.
That's what it was, too. I couldn't pretend he just wanted to fuck me. If that's what he wanted he would be inside me already.
He wanted more.
I wanted more too.
But I wanted him to fuck me too.
Just not here.
"Trent..."
He smiled at me, watching my face as his finger slid in and out of me. I was hot and cold all over. I couldn't imagine what he could do with this... other body parts.
"I'm here to take care of you. We can't..."
"No. Let me take care of you."
And then he sank to his knees again.
I groaned in helpless embarrassment as he pulled my scrubs to my ankles. Gently, he pressed my thighs open slightly, dipping down and hooking one leg over his shoulder.
His fingers never stopped that slow and steady pace inside me.
"If we were on a bed, I could do all sorts of things."
I murmured in agreement. I had no idea what I was saying. I couldn't think. I could just say 'yes.' Over and over again. His breath against my bare * was almost more than I could take.
My hips bucked in his hands.
Slowly and sensuously, he began to work me with his tongue. Tasting. Teasing.
Finally, just when I thought I would go crazy, he found my clit. His tongue flicked against it and I almost screamed. I was so sensitive and he was so, very, very good at what he was doing.
His tongue flicked against me faster and faster. I gasped for air, my head falling back against the door with a thud.
My hips were circling wildly as he brought me closer and closer until he pulled my clit into his mouth and sucked it.
Hard.
My back arched away from the door as I came. I felt like my whole body filled with light and then froze, shattering into a million pieces.
It was overwhelming. Terrifying. Amazing.
It was awesome.
I realized I was gripping his head with both hands. Slowly, I released his hair. He looked up at me, his eyes full of warmth.
I shivered as he kissed my thigh, working his way up my body.
He dragged my bra top down by his teeth with his finger still inside me, gently fluttering. I groaned, still shaking from my orgasm and on my way to a second one. His head was completely hidden under my baggy top when the door behind me started to shake. Someone was pounding on it.
BANG BANG BANG BANG
"Trent-oh God - I think-I think someone is at the door."
He grinned at me.
"I'm satisfied."
He leaned in, his lips brushing my ear.
"For now."