37. I memorize the important shit
Chapter 37
I memorize the important shit
Luca
T hat kiss Ariana promised me, win or lose, has been on my mind all day long. All. Fucking. Day. Long. I take a quick, jerk-off-free shower, pull on some sweatpants and a T-shirt, and sit on my bed to wait. But after an hour, she hasn’t knocked on my door and I’m losing hope. Maybe she fell asleep.
Maybe she changed her mind. Fuck. I hope she fell asleep. My heart hurts at the other thought.
Too ramped up to sleep, I head out to the living room and turn on the TV. About half an hour later, Ariana walks into the room, her hips swaying as she comes to stand in front of me.
I forget to breathe when I look at her. God, she’s stunning. The fairy lights bring out the hint of purple in her eyes and the blue in her dark hair as it hangs loose around her shoulders. Her thick thighs in tiny sleep shorts are instantly my new kryptonite.
She pushes my shoulders back against the couch and lowers herself onto my lap, straddling me. My cock goes from half-mast to hard as steel in the amount of time it takes me to take a ragged breath. Her arms loop around my neck, and she crushes her lips to mine. She moans into my mouth, cracking some of my control, and I grab her ass with both hands, digging my fingers into her flesh, and drag her up against my body.
She gasps and shudders as my hard dick presses against the heat between her thighs. Fuck, she feels so good. Leaving one hand on the plump ass I think about constantly, I weave the other into her hair and deepen our kiss. She takes my tongue into her mouth, sucking on it, playing with it, dragging the ball of her piercing along it, and pulling groan after groan from me. I untangle my hand from her hair and cup one of her tits through her silky tank top, then tease her hard nipple. She leans into my touch, her breaths coming faster. I roll her nipple and pinch it gently between my fingertips, gauging her reactions. Memorizing them. When I pinch harder, her mouth leaves mine as she throws her head back and rocks against my erection. I’ve never been this hard in my life. I didn’t know my dick could get this hard. I lean forward and bend down to take her nipple in my mouth, and the mewling noises she makes almost send me over the edge right there.
“Luca,” she whimpers, twisting her fingers into my hair. I bite down slightly, and a moan leaves her lips.
“Fuck, baby. You like that, don’t you? You like when I bite your nipple,” I say against her breast.
“Yes,” she breathes, arching her back. “Again, Luca, please.”
Knowing I’ll never deny her a damn thing, I take her nipple back between my teeth, relishing in every little moan and gasp she makes.
Her fingers tighten, tugging, weaving a little bit of pain in with the pleasure. Heightening it. I didn’t know I would like it to hurt just right, but fuck, I do. I groan deep in my throat, and she makes an appreciative humming sound. Like me, she’s paying attention to my reactions .
I release her nipple just long enough to ask, “Can I touch you?” Her body moves as she nods vigorously. “Words, Ariana.”
“Fuck. Yes,” she whines. “Permission granted. All the touching, please.”
Chuckling around her nipple, I move my hand lower, sliding it between us, and gently stroke her pussy on top of her silky shorts. I can feel how wet she is through them. They’re fucking soaked. She grinds against me, her fingers still gripping my hair as I slip my hand under the waistband of her shorts, and something that sounds like a growl escapes my lips, still wrapped around her silk-covered nipple.
“No panties, Ariana? My girl is such a fucking minx.” She gasps again as I drag a finger up through her wetness to find her clit. Like before, I commit her reactions to memory as I touch her, explore her, learn what she likes.
“Luca,” she hisses and rocks her body into my hand. I tease her clit with my fingers while my cock presses against her pussy. Her breathing quickens, and she pulls my head away from her breast so she can take my mouth with hers as her orgasm builds.
When she shatters, moaning my name, her pussy drenching my hand, I can’t stop myself from coming with her, right there in my sweats. Not an ounce of embarrassment follows. I just came with the most beautiful and amazing girl in my arms, and I don’t care how. Our moans mingle in our mouths, still locked together. When our lips part, our foreheads rest against each other as we come back down to earth and catch our breath. I pull my hand out from her shorts and bring it to my mouth, sucking my fingers clean of her sweet and tangy flavor as she stares into my eyes, into my soul, into my heart.
“You’re the best thing I’ve ever tasted,” I tell her honestly, my voice low.
“That was so… hot,” she whispers back, then she kisses me again .
“Which part?” I don’t fight the cocky grin that spreads across my face.
“All of it, but especially that last part.”
“I can’t wait to taste you again, but next time, I’ll be doing it with my head between your thighs.”
She bites her bottom lip, flushing even more than she already was in her post-orgasmic glow. “Soon, okay?”
“Watching you come with my name on your lips made me come harder than I ever have before. And it was so much better than taking care of myself in the shower. So yes, very fucking soon.”
She looks at me, uncertainty in her eyes. “Have you ever…”
I shake my head. “Baby, other than a few kisses, I’ve never done any of this before. Only with you, Ariana.” I don’t care about her past. I know I’m her future.
She smiles shyly at me and wraps her arms around my neck before tucking her head against it. After a few seconds, she lets out a little snort-laugh. Fuck, I love those.
“Two fumbling virgins humping on the couch and coming in their pants… who knew that could be so hot?”
Now I let out a snort-laugh, but it’s not nearly as cute as hers. She doesn’t seem to mind, though, and snuggles in even closer. I hold her tight, my arms around her waist, and we both start to doze off.
“Come on, baby. Time for bed.” I stand with her in my lap, and her legs wrap around my hips for a minute before we untangle from one another. She slips into the bedroom, a sleepy smile on her lips. In my own bedroom, I clean up and fall asleep feeling more content than I have in a long time. Maybe ever.