I roll into a spot in front of the second building back from the road. There are a few gang bangers across the parking lot, one of whom I know runs the meth house in the first floor apartment under mine. One of them catcalls Blaire and I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her closer as we head up the stairs to my front door. I let us in and shut and lock the door behind us.
“Sorry about that. Not the greatest neighborhood.”
“No biggie,” she says absently, looking around the place.
I’m not a pig, so the apartment is fairly clean, though if I’d had any clue she would be coming home with me tonight, I would have made the bed and washed my cereal bowl. It’s small, the family room only large enough for my leather couch and a coffee table. It’s separated from the kitchen to the right by a short, wide island with two barstools on one end that serves as my table. The door to the left goes to my bedroom.
And that’s where Blaire heads without hesitating.
I follow and watch as she sets her bag down on the corner of my queen-sized bed and divests herself of her top. There’s a white lace bra underneath.
I move to her, smoothing my hands around her ribs and unhooking her bra. “Why were you never wearing a bra when you came into the library at night?”
She holds my gaze without flinching. “I wanted you to notice me. I always pulled it out my sleeve on my way from class to the library.”
I blow a laugh through my nose, then step back and skim her bra straps down her arms. I bring it to my face and inhale her warm vanilla as my eyes follow the perfect contours of her full, round breasts, tipped with perfect pink nipples that harden to pebbles under my scrutiny. “There wasn’t much chance I wasn’t going to notice you, Blaire. You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. From the first moment I saw you, you’ve been the center of my every fantasy.”
She hooks her fingers under the hem of my shirt and strips it off me, then presses those incredible breasts against my chest. “I want you to fuck me so hard I forget my name, Caiden. That is my fantasy.”
My cock was already straining against my zipper and lengthening beyond the waistband of my jeans. At her words, I have to close my eyes and breathe to keep from coming in my pants again.
Her fingers work my button as I pull my shit together, and by the time she drags my zipper down, the rush in my groin has settled to something manageable. She presses my jeans and boxers down my hips and my cock springs free, like some wild beast freed from its cage. I kick off my Vans and shuck the jeans off as she shimmies out of her skirt and panties.
And then she’s on her knees in front of me. Her tongue slicks up my length from root to tip, then swirls around the head. I shudder and gently pull her away.
“If you really want to fuck, you better keep that mouth off my cock, because I’m already right on the edge of exploding.”
She smiles as she stands and crawls onto the bed.
I follow her up the bed, dropping kisses along her inner thigh on the way. And when I get to that hot, sweet *, I dive in. She’s shaved herself clean and her skin’s as soft as rose petals under my mouth. She’s already so fucking wet and I lap her up greedily, then eat deeper. She’s got her fists in my hair and she rolls her hips and spreads wider, giving me full access to every perfect inch of her. She grinds her hips against my mouth and moans and I’ve got her just on the edge. But then she pulls me up her body by the hair and kisses her juices off my mouth and tongue. She reaches into her bag and comes out with a condom.
“That’s not going to do it,” I say looking at the Trojan in her hand. They don’t make one that fits me. I reach into my drawer for the Durex XXLs I have the pharmacy order special. I sit back and roll the latex on, then look down at Blaire.
She’s got the look of a woman on the edge of ecstasy, dying for someone to push her over: hooded eyes, parted lips, arched back, and fists full of sheets.
I want to be the one to take her there, but if we do this, there’s no going back. I’m risking everything.
But I can’t deny it. I’m falling in love with everything that she is. If there’s ever been anyone worth the risk, it’s Blaire.
Chapter 11
Blaire
The lights are on. I’ve only had sex in the dark before. There’s something super hot about him watching as he kneels between my knees and fingers me. As if I wasn’t already soaked, I feel myself gush for him. I’m shivering and my nipples are pulled painfully tight, but it’s not from cold. I’m a thousand degrees under his perusal.
He withdraws the two fingers he had inside me and rubs my cum over the condom. He leans forward, supporting his weight with a hand next to my shoulder as he grabs his hard-on by the base with the other and positions himself at my opening. I feel the smooth, round head press against me and sparklers ignite in my belly as spread as wide as I can for him. This is really happening.
His ass tightens under my hands as he rolls his hips and presses harder. I feel an intense sense of stretching, but he doesn’t move deeper.