“You really did get the hanging judge this time.”
“It’s like our jokes have become jokes, but only to us.” More kissing, more fondling. Lance ran his hands over my chest above my clothes. “Mmmm, Charlotte, take this off.”
I nodded and took off my shirt, leaving my lacy bra on. I didn’t plan on wearing it specifically because I thought Lance and I might get busy today - I just really loved wearing sexy underclothes even if I was the only one who’d get to see them.
“Mhhhmmm,” Lance groaned as he lightly ran the rough pads of his fingers over the line where my bra and breasts met. “You are the sexiest woman alive, Charlotte.”
I searched inside Lance’s eyes, mostly due to insecurity, to see if I could figure out whether he believed what he had said, and I could find nothing in them that suggested otherwise. My heart flared and I pressed myself up against his bare chest, wanting him to cover me up tight, suddenly overcome and unable to find anything to say.
Lance didn’t say anything either, just shifted underneath me and I fell across his lap, his arms holding me and keeping me steady. I opened my eyes and looked up at his smiling face looking down on me with such wonder and passion, and I couldn’t help but reach out and kiss him hungrily.
Within a few minutes we’d gotten rid of the blankets on Lance’s bed and we had both taken our pants off, and were lounging around naked under the light sheet. I took great pains to keep myself away from Lance’s right leg, and he didn’t move nearly as quickly or forcefully as he had that night so many weeks ago in my apartment.
I was getting worked up, my slick * wet with anticipation, and my nipples ached as Lance took them in his mouth and teased them with both his teeth and his tongue, keeping me just on the edge of cumming. I looked into his eyes as if to ask the question, and Lance nodded, giving me permission, and I moaned out loud, letting the waves of pleasure overcome me. I knew I was making too much noise as my first orgasm hit, but I couldn’t do anything about it - the link between conscious thought and action had been at least temporarily severed, and all I knew was the sensation of light encompassing my entire body.
Lance saved us from being discovered and exposed, though, by reaching up and clamping his hand over my mouth, muffling the loud noises I was making just as I started. As I regained conscious control I looked at him with gratitude, closing my mouth and kissing his palm for good measure. Then I moved my head back to his ear. “Thanks for the save, lover.”
“Any time, babe. I got you. We’re in this together, yeah?”
“Yeah.”
One orgasm already, just from Lance playing with my boobs with his mouth. I shuddered with glee and anticipation as Lance reached his hand down under the sheets and found my glistening *, ready and willing to be touched and opened. As his fingers entered me, I moved my own hand down under the sheets, taking his thick, hard cock into my hands and marveling at how I could barely get my hands around it, it was so big. I licked my lips, knowing that I needed to taste it this time before he fucked me.
Careful to avoid getting too close to Lance’s right leg, I moved down, pulling the sheet out of our way and letting the rush of cool air from outside our bed-cocoon come in and bring up goosebumps on my skin, till I was looking down at his cock.
I took him into my mouth, teasing him at first with my tongue and loving the way I had to stretch to fit around him. There was no way I could take all of him, he was far too large, but I just wanted his taste in my mouth.
Lance groaned above me as I lightly touched his balls with my fingers, gingerly at first, and licked up and down the sides of his cock. “Oh, Charlotte, that feels amazing, please don’t stop.”
With one hand stroking up and down the part of Lance’s shaft that I couldn’t get to with my mouth, I moved my other hand to my * and started playing with myself, shocked at how wet I already was.
I lay there sucking on his incredible cock until Lance looked down. Our eyes met and he reached down to brush my hair out of my eyes. “You look incredible with my cock in your mouth, baby.”
I felt it, too, and I smiled. “Come up here, now, I need to get in that * of yours.” I took one last lick of his cock before I came up, running my hands along his sleek and muscular body till they wrapped around his neck again.
Lance reached over and opened the drawer next to his bed, pulling out a condom, unwrapping it, and sliding it over his cock. “You brought condoms to the medical wing?” I asked, momentarily bothered by that for some reason.
“Be prepared was the Boy Scouts’ motto for a reason, babe.”
I let that one go. Just this once.