Chapter 16
GRANT
By the time we pull up in Sirona”s driveway that night, my cock is painfully hard. The anticipation alone has done it.
She gives me a suddenly shy glance across my car.
”What?” I ask. Then a horrible thought occurs to me. ”You”re not changing your mind, are you?”
She looks surprised. ”No. Of course not. Definitely not. No, I just... There”s that tiny part of me inside that”s still the teenage girl who had a crush on her costar in the play. And didn”t dare dream of even a kiss. Let alone...” She waves her hand between us.
I catch that hand and bring it to my lips. It doesn”t matter where I kiss her, she”s warm and soft everywhere. ”Well, I hope I can live up to that girl”s expectations.”
She laughs lightly. ”She was young and a little na?ve. She didn”t know what to expect much beyond a kiss. I mean, she knew a lot, in theory. But she had no idea what it was really like.”
”Hopefully tonight... No, you know what? It”s a little weird talking about a teen girl right now. Even if she isn”t here anymore, and even if she was you. Can we just focus on you and me, here, now?”
Her smile is full of shadows in the dim car. It”s still beautiful. ”Definitely. Except how about not here? How about my bedroom? I”ve got a king-sized bed. Lots more room.”
Lust spikes through me, centered in my groin. ”That sounds amazing. Lead the way.”
I have to release her hand so we can get out of the car. I follow her up the front steps, wait while she pets Koko, then we”re inside. The urge is strong to pull her immediately into my arms, but once she”s there, I”m not sure I can let her go long enough to climb the two flights of stairs to her bedroom. As desperate as I am for her, and as hot as it might be to sometime bend her over the back of her couch to fuck her, I don”t want that tonight.
Tonight, I want her spread out, naked, on her big bed so I can worship every inch of her. Kiss her. Taste what it”s like to have her come on my face.
Feel what it”s like to be deep inside her.
She locks the front door, gives me a wicked smile over her shoulder, and starts up the stairs. I follow, her very squeezable ass swaying in my face. At some point, I”m going to take a bite out of that ass, but not right now.
By the time we get to her third floor, the torture of not grabbing her ass is getting to me. As soon as my feet hit the floor of her bedroom, I pull her into my arms. I try to keep myself from practically mauling her like I did earlier today, so I don”t kiss her yet.
She melts against me, her softness and curves a perfect fit against my harder body. She looks up at me with eyes full of lust. ”Are we going to torture ourselves with lots of foreplay? Or get right to it.”
My cock surges at her direct words. It”s tempting to toss her on the bed, pull up her dress and down my shorts, and take her right now. But it”s not happening.
”I have every intention of taking my time with you. I want you out of your mind before I”m inside you.”
She shivers and I smile.
”I”m already pretty close to out of my mind.” She steps backward, toward a bed covered in a plush purple bedspread. I follow. The whole room is in shades of purple, but I don”t bother taking in more details. I can inspect her bedroom later. Right now is all about her. About us. About sex.
”Well, it”s not happening until you”ve come at least once on my face.” I cup her cheek with my injured hand. ”I want to taste you on my beard while I fuck you.”
She drops down on the side of the bed. Like my words are too much.
”Oh,” is all she says.
”Are you wearing anything under that dress besides your underwear?” I ask. How fast can I get her naked and spread out for me?
She gives me a coy smile. ”I think you already know the answer to that.”
I return her smile and I can tell mine is borderline feral. Have I ever been this turned on? Wanted a person this much?
Using one finger, I slide the strap of her sundress off her shoulder. First one, then the other. But the elastic stitching around her breasts is enough to hold it up on its own, so the dress doesn”t go anywhere.
I have no choice but to reach in her neckline, cup her breasts, and lift them out. I press them together, lifting them toward my face. My nose seeks out her cleavage, and I inhale deeply, drinking in her soft lavender scent.
”You always smell so fucking good.” I make sure my breath teases the pale skin of her breasts. ”I could spend hours just worshiping your breasts. But we”re going to do that later.”
A full-body shudder runs through her.
Slowly and gently, I work the sundress down her body. The elastic stretches to accommodate her hips while I stare, fixated, on the soft slope of her belly. The yellow scrap of fabric between her legs comes into view and finally the dress falls free, pooling at her feet.
Just like I suspected, her yellow underwear is the only thing on under the dress. My mouth waters, staring at her fabric-covered pussy. Sure, I”ve touched it. Stroked it until she came on my hand. But I have yet to see it.
But first, I need to kiss her again. Feel all that bare skin while I taste her. I draw her into my arms and press my lips to hers, slow and gentle, teasing. She responds in kind while her hands work to tug my shirt from my waistband. She skims her fingers up my sides, drawing my shirt to my armpits and making me shiver.
We break the kiss only long enough to pull off my shirt and it joins her dress on the floor. Then we come back together, this time with more hunger. Our tongues duel. Her teeth sink into my lower lip, drawing just the right amount of pain to make my dick throb.
Abruptly, she pulls away, tilting her head down to watch as she goes to work on my belt for the second time today. I wait, breath coming in gasping gulps, as she undresses me the rest of the way.
Once I”m fully naked, she steps back a little as her gaze roams lazily over my body. Suddenly I”m self-conscious, even though I know I”m sexually attractive. At least to her. That much is apparent from the heat in her eyes, from the way she bites her lower lip as she studies me.
Instead of focusing on how it feels to have her ogling me, I do the same to her. She”s got a fucking amazing body. One I can”t wait to explore with all my senses. Especially taste. Her nipples are raspberry red, tight and erect, practically begging for my mouth. But like I said, that comes later.
”Damn, you”re hot.” She meets my gaze as she says this, and it goes to both my head and my cock.
I give her a cocky smile. ”Yeah?”
She runs a finger between my pecs, down my chest and abdomen, until she”s at the edge of my pubic hair. ”Don”t pretend you don”t know it.”
I”m ravenous for her. I have to taste her flirty mouth, so I do. There”s nothing gentle in my kiss. It”s a kiss of possession and desire. I wrap her in my arms and scoot us to the edge of the bed, then nudge her down.
She goes willingly, pulling me with her. We sprawl diagonally across her bed, the velvet of the bedspread rubbing my thigh as I settle in with her, half next to her, half on top of her. My other thigh is between her legs.
Her thigh is between my legs, gently rubbing back and forth against my balls. The sensation is divine, making my cock impossibly harder. And if she keeps it up, I won”t stay hard much longer.
I pull away from her mouth and move down her body. I don”t kiss my way down like I often like to. I”ll be too easily distracted today. Right now, I have a singular focus. Getting my mouth on her pussy and making her come on my face.
I spread her legs and settle myself between them. I get as comfortable as I can, given I have a raging hard-on smashed between me and a soft, velvet spread. It takes a ridiculous amount of willpower not to start humping her bed, just for a little relief.
I tell my cock to be patient. We can”t come before I get inside her.
I help her off with her panties, and there it is. I could spend hours exploring this pussy, covered by neatly trimmed reddish-brown hair.
She bends her knees, hooking her legs over my shoulders and resting her feet next to my sides. ”Grant,” she whispers.
I lean in, just barely grazing her outer lips with my nose. I inhale deeply. I love the smell of aroused pussy, and somehow she”s more amazing than any other I”ve been with. ”You smell incredible,” I tell her for the second time.
”I do what I can.” Her voice is breathy, and when I look up her body, her breasts are swaying with the effort of her breathing.
Using my thumbs, I spread her open and look my fill. Everyone is different, yet the same. She”s ruddy and engorged and so damn beautiful. I need her taste on my tongue now.
Placing the flat of my tongue near her entrance, I take a long, slow lick from one end of her pussy to the other. Her taste invades my senses, overwhelming me. She”s familiar yet unique, with a tang all her own.
She”s fucking delicious.
”Grant,” she gasps as I take a second lick. Then a third.
I could spend eternity feasting on her pussy and not get tired of it.
I begin to draw random patterns over her swollen tissue, hard, then soft. Teasing her until she”s writhing against me, fingers tugging on my hair. I suck and lick and worship as she pants my name.
If this is what heaven is like, I could happily die now. And I don”t even believe in heaven. But an eternity of this taste? The spice of her arousal and hearing her moan? I could do that easily.
”Grant, please,” she whimpers, thrusting her hips toward me.
”What, babe? What do you need?” I know the answer; I”ve yet to touch her clitoris. But I want to hear her say it. Her begging goes straight to my cock, and it hurts so good.
”I need... more.”
I give her a few more of the long licks from back to front, then finally, I circle her clit with the tip of my tongue. Soft, slow circles that still don”t make contact. She squirms and thrusts, trying to get what she needs. Sadist that I am, at least about this, I smile against her as I continue to tease.
Without warning, I wrap my lips around her clit and suck it into my mouth.
She arches, pressing herself into my face. ”Yes.”
I suck again and am rewarded with another ”Yes.” And again. And again, until she”s chanting in time with each of my pulls on her body.
I slide two fingers inside her, curling them to find that extra pleasure spot. She thrusts back against me, and we develop a quick rhythm, all of it timed around the sucks on her clit.
I suck harder and harder and she”s now too breathless to do more than cry out.
Then she arches and stiffens, her pussy throbbing around my fingers, a low keening sound coming from deep in her throat. Her legs tremble next to me as the orgasm works through her and I glance up, never taking my mouth from her clit, to watch her breasts quaking with the pleasure.
Panting, she goes limp as her pussy flutters a few more times. Once it stops, I slowly withdraw my fingers, drawing them through her folds. This time when I lick my fingers clean, I don”t care if she”s watching. It”s purely for my benefit and pleasure. She tastes too good not to. My beard is damp with her wetness, and the idea of tasting that while I”m buried inside her sends a knife of arousal through my cock.
I move so I”m once again stretched out next to her, our bodies flush, my painfully hard cock pressing her thigh.
She”s still breathing heavily as she blinks her eyes open to look at me. ”That was... I don”t have an adjective good enough to describe it.”
I press a kiss to her temple. ”I”ll settle for incredible. Amazing. Life changing.”
She chuckles. ”Not sure it was life changing, but it was the first two.”
I slide my palm over her belly because I can”t be next to all that bare skin and not touch her. ”Good enough.”
She turns her head to kiss me, and for long moments we get lost in each other”s mouths. But soon my cock reminds me that I still haven”t had the mind-blowing orgasm I need.
Never one for flowery words, I murmur against her lips, ”What do you say about now I fuck you until neither one of us can move?”