Chapter Twenty-Nine
TWENTY-NINE
Aidan
My brain has gone offline.
All I can do is sit there and stare at Micah as I attempt to process what she’s just said.
Because that’s the single hottest question anyone has ever asked me.
My cock throbs in my hand. A second later, the gears in my brain finally start to work.
“Hell yeah, I wanna fuck your tits.”
Beaming, Micah hops down from my desk and falls to her knees between my legs.
She reaches behind herself, unhooks her bra, and tosses it to the side.
My eyes feel like they’re about to pop out of my head as I stare at her. This is the first time I’ve seen her gorgeous tits totally naked, completely free of any clothing, and fuck if it’s not the most stunning image I’ve ever laid eyes on.
She cups her breasts in her hands and leans forward, then presses my dick between them.
My eyes roll back. The satin feel of her skin against my dick is almost too much…
“Jesus, baby. You’re gonna give me a stroke.”
She giggles, then works her tits up and down the shaft of my dick. I open my eyes and look down, instantly mesmerized by the image of her breasts swallowing up my hard cock. I take in the hungry look in her eyes, that teasing grin, how she looks like she’s genuinely turned on by this.
I’m a boob guy—that’s no secret. And I’ve always wanted to do this before, but I’ve never had the nerve to ask. I always thought it was too weird…
But then Micah comes along and offers it right up, and good god, this woman. If I’m not careful, I could fall hard for her.
I reach over with my free hand and brush her hair out of her eyes. Her gaze connects with mine, and she flashes a sweet smile.
My chest aches. She’s the perfect combination of feisty and bold and sweet and filthy…
“Does this feel okay?” she asks.
I run my thumb along the seam of her mouth. “More than okay. Your tits feel like heaven around my cock.”
It’s not long before my dick is aching for release, but I need a harder grip than her breasts can offer.
“Can you finish me with your hand? Please?” I rasp.
That sweet grin turns wicked as she nods. She leans back, grips me with her hand, and works me so hard and so fast that my brain starts to splinter.
That tightness in my lower abdomen intensifies. Liquid heat pools at my spine. All the muscles in my quads and calves start to tremble.
“Can I come on your tits? Please?”
She grins. “Yeah.”
With her other hand, Micah gently grips my balls. And that’s the moment I break.
Pleasure rockets through my body like a lightning bolt. I’m grunting and cursing as I shoot reams of hot come all over. Micah leans closer, and I paint her gorgeous tits with my release.
White stars cloud my line of vision. My cock is aching by the time I finish.
I blink a few times and look at Micah. She’s still on her knees, between my legs, covered in my come.
I reach over and grab her, pulling her to me, and crash my mouth against hers.
I kiss her until she’s moaning and breathless. When we finally break the kiss, we’re both panting. I pull her to sit on my lap and wrap my arms around her. She slides her arms around my neck. We stay like that for a minute, quietly cuddling and catching our breath.
Micah glances down at her chest and then at me. “We’re a mess.”
I laugh. “I guess we are.”
I grab the box of tissues from my desk, pull out a bunch, and do my best to clean up Micah. When I finish, she stands up and steps away while I wipe up my lap and legs and stomach.
We could probably use a shower, but since we’re stranded on campus in the middle of a snowstorm, that’s not happening anytime soon.
I glance up at Micah, who’s standing in front of me, glancing down at herself. It’s a second before she notices me looking at her.
“What?” she says with a sweet smile.
I shake my head. “You look really beautiful right now.”
She beams and cups my face with her hand. She leans down and presses a kiss to my lips. Then she glances to the side and her eyes go wide. “It stopped snowing.”
“Oh yeah?”
Together we stand up and walk over to the window. It’s nighttime now. The sky is dark blue, but there’s a soft glow from all the snow.
In the distance, I hear the sound of trucks removing snow. I spot a couple of campus maintenance crew members guiding a snowplow through the pavement below us.
We both step back from the window, then laugh.
Micah looks up at me. “Could you imagine they’re just doing their jobs and then they happen to look up and see two naked people in a random window?”
I laugh. Then I scoop Micah’s hand in mine. She glances at our joined hands, the look on her face warm.
“We should get some rest. It’s late,” I say.
“You’re right.” She glances around my office. “Sleep on the floor, then?”
“I have a better idea.”
I head to my desk and pull out an old hoodie I keep as a backup. I hand it to Micah. “So you don’t have to sleep in your dress clothes.”
“Thank you,” she says sweetly.
I throw on my boxer briefs and pull my shirt on, then walk out of my office. A minute later, I’m back with an armload of couch cushions and a couple of pillows.
Micah laughs. “Where’d you get those?”
“Dr. Wauncho’s office and Kendall’s office. They’re the only ones with couches. They’re too small to sleep on, but I figured the cushions would be better than sleeping on the floor.”
I drop them to the floor, then arrange them into a makeshift bed. And then I step over to Jason’s desk and pull out a plush fleece blanket from one of the bottom drawers.
“Wow. Jason’s desk is stocked,” Micah says.
I drop the blanket on top of the pillows. “There’s your bed.”
Micah frowns. “You don’t want to sleep with me?”
“Oh… I mean, yeah, of course I do. I just didn’t want to assume or make you feel uncomfortable.”
She smiles. “I’m not. I want you to sleep next to me.”
We crawl into the makeshift bed. It’s a tight squeeze, but then Micah cuddles into my chest. I instantly relax. The warmth and softness of her body feel like heaven.
She lets out a satisfied hum as she snuggles into my chest. I kiss her forehead. She peers up at me.
“This is wild, right? A couple hours ago we were at each other’s throats. And now look at us.”
I chuckle. “ Wild is a good word for it.”
Her eyes are shy as she looks at me. “Earlier, when you said you wanted to watch me with my vibrator…” She pauses to swallow. “Did you mean that? Or was that something you said in the heat of the moment? Because that’s okay if it was.”
I gently grip her chin in my hand. “Of course I meant it.” I press a soft kiss to her lips. I feel her smile against my mouth.
“Mmm. Okay, good.” She leans back slightly after kissing me. “Because I don’t want this to be the last time we’re together.”
“Same. I want to keep seeing you, Micah.”
“I want that too. But you also should know something…”
She blinks quickly and pulls her lips into her mouth, clearly nervous.
“What is it?” I ask.
“I’d like to keep hooking up with you, but I’m not ready for anything serious. Or full-on sex. I’m trying to take things slow after my breakup, and for me that means no sex outside of a relationship. But anything else goes. If that’s okay with you?”
I kiss her. “Of course that’s okay.” I’ll give her whatever she wants. I just want to keep seeing her.
And not just because it’s fun as hell to fool around with her. I like spending time with her, talking with her and laughing and joking. I like the way she makes me feel.
Warmth gathers in my chest when I think about how she listened when I talked about my dad, how she understood me and didn’t judge me. I want more of that feeling. I want more of her.
Micah smiles at me like she’s relieved. A beat later, her expression turns serious. “We still have to work together. We need to be professional.”
A gentle frown rests between her eyebrows. I press a soft kiss to her brow, and it instantly fades.
“Yeah, we do. But we can do what we want in our free time.”
She flashes an embarrassed smile. “I just don’t want to get in trouble with my job. I don’t want you to either. Especially after all the…unprofessional things we’ve been getting up to lately.”
I smile and brush her hair out of her face. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I tease.
She chuckles. “I mean it. We brought quite a bit of attention to ourselves with the hot-sauce incident and the coffee incident. If we decide to keep seeing each other, we need to be discreet about it at work so no one notices anything.”
“I agree. It’s no one’s business what we do in our private time. We keep work at work. And outside of that, we can do whatever we want.”
Micah smiles. “That sounds perfect.”
She cuddles back into my chest. I blink, my eyelids heavy. All the muscles in my body relax as I hold her. I can’t remember the last time I felt this comfortable, this content sleeping next to someone. Soon I hear Micah’s breathing turn steady and gentle as she falls asleep. It’s not long before I’m asleep too.