| Chapter 6 |
| "Bev." "Bev." His hand slipping over the sweet, supple tenderness of her form and landing at the gentle curve of her breast. He toyed with the stiffening pink peak."You were right about one thing,"he said as he continued to play with the satin flesh as though it were for his entertaintment alone . God but could she fuck him with those! Maybe later. He mused before whispering huskily."I do wanna fuck you senseless. Against this wall,"he breathed before plastering her against it. She not realizing his speed. She held herself there against the wall; her palms flat against it as she watched him pull his sweater and white T-shirt off. He tossed them aside. She was amazed at the distance they traveled but was quickly reminded of his presence as her arms went over her head. He captured her lips in what can only be described as a short, sweet and to the point kiss. The intensity was there and it was enough to send her thighs flaming. Man! She hadn't been far off on this boy. She was sure he was one of those guys that was the boy next door during the day and then at night, hiding in the back of his closet, was the door to a den of iniquities beyond even her wildest imagination. "Over the back of the couch."He held her gaze; looking to gauge the right reaction. And he had. It was almost like taking candy from a baby. He'd completely forgotten the band of gold he was holding so righteously to earlier. He released her hands and she took the opportunity to move her hands down and over his arms. Man he had some guns! Well, in her eyes he did. Athletic, but not overly pumped up. As she explored the length of them, he slid his hands down around her ass and pulled her tight against himself. She gripped his shoulders as she felt the motion. |
| Damn he had to fuck those titties! He hadn't ever not met a pair he didn't like. And hers were no exception. His dick grew even harder at the thought of it between her luscious boobs. What?! He's a man. Her eyes met his and it was the first time he was actually concentrating on her and her alone. The world revolved around them. She felt so good and he was only half naked himself. Their lips were seperated by mere inches and he could feel her breath against his. This time she made the first move though. She slid a hand over his shoulder, up his neck and into the short strawberry blonde strands. She threaded her fingers in through and played there as she looked into his eyes. Do something dammit! his eyes begged her. He could have made the next move but he didn't want to. Crap! She knows what she's doing and if she doesn't, she's doing a damn good job of hiding it. A soft smile formed on her lips before she briefly kissed him. She made a small trail of kisses down his neck and back up toward his ear. She softly nibbled on the flesh and could feel him gettin even harder(if that was even possible at this point). She must have found his weak spot."We have a problem." "What's that?"He managed. "Your pants are still on." Her hands resting on his shoulder as she nibbled a bit on his ear. Damn! Gotta get this boy out of those and fast. Man! She really did know how to throw him off guard. |
| "I can remedy that for ya though."She whispered and dragged her nails down over his chest; claiming another victory in his arousal. She loosened the belt, detached the button and slid the zipper down. She slid his khaki slacks down and met with the next obstacle. Boxers. Seasonal even. Little tiny elves on a green background. She tried to stifle her laughter but she couldn't. "Is it really that bad?"He asked; her laughter emasculating him just a bit. Almost rethinking going through with it. Almost that is. "I'm sorry. It's just...your boxers. Cute." She bit her lip to contain herself. He looked down at what he was wearing. Oh shit! He just had to get talked into that pair. No wonder she was laughing. She stood and looked him in the eye."Honey, from where I stand, you don't have anything to worry about,"she said reassuringly. And sunk to her knees. She bit her lip. It was so hard to do this seriously with those boxers staring her in the face. She slowly drew them down, keeping a grip on her laughter and tossed them far out of sight. There. That was definitely better. Nothing to distract her now. Except for what was staring her in the face. |
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