I push my hips forward again, letting her feel how hard I am and wishing these fucking blankets weren’t between us. Our faces are so close I can feel her warm, peppermint breath against my lips as she sighs softly when I move between her legs again. I don’t want to take advantage of her, I don’t want her to feel like she has to do anything with me as some sort of payment for the favor I’m doing for her by being here, pretending to be her boyfriend, but I need her to know how much I want her. How much I haven’t been able to stop think about being inside of her, touching her naked skin, and hearing her moan my name, even in my dreams.
“Just say the word, Noel,” I whisper, keeping my elbows locked as I hold myself over her body and stare into her eyes.
I wait for her to push me away. To tell me nothing is going to happen in her parent’s house, because it’s what she should do. It’s what any normal person would do. I should be ashamed of myself that my dick is still hard, still wants her, still hopes she’ll give in and let me have just a little taste of her, but I’m not. I want to say I’d feel like this with any woman after going without sex for a year and a half, but it would be a lie. It’s Noel. It’s all Noel. Her smile, her laugh, her smell, her skin…I need her. Just her. I realize how crazy that sounds when we haven’t even known each other for twenty-four hours, but I don’t give a fuck. This woman has turned me inside out in less than a day and I just. Don’t. Give. A. Fuck.
Holding my breath, I wait for the words to whisper from her mouth about how we barely know each other, she just broke up with her dumb shit boyfriend, and she has too much going on right now to get messed up with some guy she barely knows. I wait, but the words never come. Right when I prepare myself to roll off of her and take a very cold shower, with a very quick yank of my wank, she wiggles her hips, kicks her legs and uses her feet to push the blanket separating us down to the end of the bed. I help her by lifting my hips so she can kick the blankets away before settling back down between her thighs and bending my elbows until my bare chest is against hers.
“No point in letting these candy canes go to waste,” Noel whispers before grabbing handfuls of my hair and pulling my head down, her mouth meeting mine halfway.
The kiss is no less electric than it was yesterday, except now I don’t have to worry about having an audience and I can turn up the heat as much as I fucking want. She’s finally beneath me, where I’ve wanted her since I met her.
Noel’s legs immediately come up to wrap around my hips, her ankles locking together above my ass, and I sigh against her lips when they feel exactly as I imagined them. Her thigh muscles tighten around my waist, pulling me harder against her. Even through my flannel pajama bottoms and her cotton ‘After Sex Pants,’ I can feel the heat from her * radiating against me and my tongue pushes deep into her mouth while I slowly slide myself against her warmth. My tongue moves in tandem with the movement of my hips, a slow and easy rhythm that has Noel clutching harder to the hair on the back of my head.
Moving my mouth away from hers, I kiss my way across her cheek and down the side of her neck, using the tip of my tongue and a little teeth to nip at her skin as I go, until my face is right between her tits straining against the thin material of her tank top. With my elbows resting on the bed, caging her in, I use the tips of my fingers to pull back the top edge of the tank top until one perfectly pink nipple makes an appearance, and I don’t hesitate before wrapping my lips around the hard bud and sucking it into my mouth.
“Sam,” Noel moans softly, pulling my head tighter against her chest as I swirl my tongue around and around her nipple until her hips start moving erratically. She slides the heat of her cotton-covered * against my dick, and I swear to God, I see stars. She moans my name again when I suck her rosy peak into my mouth once more, and the sound of my name on her lips is just as hot as I imagined it would be. With my hips pumping gently against her, I pull my head back and stare at her nipple, now wet from my mouth. I blow softly on it and watch it harden even more right in front of my eyes.
“When was the last time you had an amazing orgasm?” I whisper against her skin in between soft licks and more gentle blows of air on her.
I rub my thumb back and forth over her nipple and wait for her answer, holding myself still between her legs, even though I want nothing more than to rip off both of our pants and fuck her until she’s moaning AND screaming my name, to hell with the people downstairs.
“Um,” Noel mumbles in reply, her hips jerking against me.
I glance up at her, my thumb still lazily gliding over her pebbled tip while I stare at her face. Eyes closed, teeth biting down on her bottom lip, and head thrown back on the pillow. Best sight I’ve ever seen, but her non-answer to my question makes me pause.
“Are you still trying to think about your answer or have I rendered you speechless?” I ask with a smile even though her eyes are still closed and she can’t see it.
“Um,” is her only reply once again.