Chapter 37
Travis
Icradle Anna’s face in my hands, moaning against her mouth as I kiss her.
My chest is tight, and my heart is beating so fast.
This isn’t how I planned for the day to go. I didn’t plan to confess to Anna that I want a relationship with her.
But I can’t hold it in anymore. I can’t keep pretending that hanging out and hooking up are enough. They’re not.
I want more. I want Anna to be my girlfriend.
Yeah, it’s probably crazy how quickly my feelings changed. At the beginning of this summer, I wasn’t interested in anything serious.
But the more time I spend with Anna, the deeper my feelings for her grow. The more I want her.
The more I need her.
I don’t let myself think about all the things that could get in our way—busy schedules, medical school, hockey. None of that matters, not right now.
All that matters is that she wants to be my girlfriend.
I kiss her until we’re both panting and trying to catch our breath. I rest my forehead against hers and close my eyes.
“I want you. Now,” I say, my voice rough and desperate.
When I look at her, she’s smiling. She grabs my hand. “Let’s go.”
Two minutes later, we stumble through the door to her apartment, kissing the whole time. I kick the door shut behind me.
“Shower,” I murmur against her mouth. “I want you in the shower.”
Her lush lips stretch into a smile. Then she breaks our kiss and steps away.
Slowly, she walks backward toward her hallway bathroom. She pulls her shirt over her head and drops it to the floor, her mouth curved up in a teasing grin as she looks at me.
She reaches behind her and unhooks her bra, then drops that too. She stops walking, unzips her shorts, slides them down her long legs, and kicks them away.
My hungry gaze fixes on the tiny triangle of fabric covering her pussy. My mouth waters.
She disappears down the hall, wearing only panties.
My cock is already hard after seeing her perform that cute little striptease. When I make it to the doorway of the bathroom, she’s leaning into the shower, turning the water on.
My mouth waters when I see her bent over, her plump cheeks swallowing up the thong she’s wearing.
I walk over and grab her by the hips. She lets out a soft yelp. I give her ass a soft smack, and she giggles.
“So you’re an ass guy,” she teases.
I drop to my knees and gently pull her panties down her hips and legs.
She stands back up, and I kiss her ass cheek.
“Oh,” she says, surprised.
I kiss her cheek again, kneading the other in my hand. Above me, she whimpers.
I spread her cheeks apart and get a peek at her cute little pucker. When I softly graze my thumb over it, she gasps.
“Has anyone ever kissed you here?” I ask.
She shakes her head.
“Would you like me to do that?”
She breaths hard before answering. “Yes.”
I lick my lips, hungry for a taste of her gorgeous ass.
I spread her cheeks apart and bury my face between them. Softly, I lap my tongue over her asshole and groan.
She moans softly above me. Her noises are soft and desperate. It makes my dick rock-hard.
“Oh, Travis,” she rasps. “That feels so good.”
Steam from the shower surrounds us as I work my tongue all over her asshole.
She reaches behind me and tugs her fingers through my hair as she cries out.
“Fuck, Anna. I love eating your sweet little ass.”
I lean back and smack her cheek. She cries out.
I stand up, then grab her by the waist and turn her around to face me.
“I want you in the shower. Now. All wet, just for me.”
Her eyes are big as she nods. She steps under the spray of hot water while I strip off my clothes. Once I’m in the shower, I pull her against me and kiss her.
I lap my tongue against her tongue, teasing her as I run my hands all over her. Her skin is so fucking soft and wet. It’s heaven to touch her, to have her body pressed against mine.
I push her against the tile, then break the kiss and grab the bar of soap from the ledge. I lather up and run my palms over her chest and stomach. When I get to her tits, I make small circles with my thumb over that sensitive spot right under the curve of her breast.
Her eyelids flutter, and she whimpers.
I drag my mouth along the slope of her neck, covering her in kisses.
“You think I forgot about your spot, sweet thing?”
I kiss the hinge of her jaw, relishing the soft whimpering noise she makes. When I slide my hand between her legs, she gasps.
Slowly, I tease her pussy, then make soft, slow circles over her clit. She digs her fingers into my forearms, her body trembling.
“Travis, please…”
“Please, what?”
“You’re teasing me so much…will you please let me come?”
I can’t help the smug grin that pulls at my mouth seeing her like this. So turned on that she can’t stand up straight. Breathing like she’s finished a race. Aching for me to give her an orgasm.
I look her in the eyes as I pull my hand away from her pussy. “Not yet.”
Her mouth falls open in shock, then she frowns like she’s pissed. That only turns me on even more.
I finish rubbing soap all over her body, careful to avoid her pussy.
“You’re really not going to make me come?” she asks, frustration in her tone.
“Not now,” I say as I soap up. “But if you’re a good girl and wait, I promise I’ll make it good for you.”
There’s a flash of intrigue in her gold-brown eyes. Her pouty little mouth curves up in a reluctant smile.
She lifts an eyebrow. “Fine. I’ll just do it myself.”
She slips her fingers between her thighs. She closes her eyes and moans softly as she plays with her clit. Pleasure rockets through my cock as I watch her touch herself.
A second later, I wrap my hand around her wrist, stopping her.
“No,” I growl.