12. Zander
CHAPTER 12
ZANDER
I haven’t been able to stop thinking about Sienna’s comments about having sex. The very idea of experiencing that with her was enough to keep me awake half the night, pumping myself dry while I imagined what her body looked like naked, picturing myself sliding between her legs, thrusting and moving.
Damn, I want to know what that feels like.
I’ve always been curious about sex but have never gone all the way with a girl.
I don’t know why. Making out and a little over-the-clothes feel-up is as far as I’ve taken it. Sure, I’ve probably wanted to go further, but something has always stopped it. It makes me wonder if the universe has been putting barriers in my way because it wanted me to be with Sienna.
That’s probably overly romantic thinking, but I kind of love the idea that she’s gonna be my first. I don’t know when, but it’ll happen…
My fingers lightly trail up her back as she lies against my side, her soft lips nibbling my neck and sending waves of pleasure through my body.
Her parents went out about ten minutes ago, and as soon as their car pulled out of the driveway, Sienna snatched my wrist and hauled me upstairs. The second her bedroom door clicked shut behind us, we were making out in a frenzy. Her fingers fisted my hair, pulling me close as she moaned into my mouth and we stumbled toward her bed.
I flopped down on my back and she climbed on, lying beside me, her hands sweeping my body as she slid her tongue against mine and made sweet noises that shot liquid fire right down to my dick.
She’s so fucking hot.
And she feels so fucking good.
Her boobs are pressed against my chest, her leg curling over my thigh as I swivel to lie flush against her.
Gliding my hand down her back, I palm her ass and can’t help pushing her against me. It’s instinctive. I need her to feel how hard she makes me.
She tenses and pulls out of the kiss for a second.
I study her face, figuring I could swan dive right into those blue eyes and stay there for… I don’t know… ever.
My chest is heaving as I softly pant, “Is this okay?”
“Yes,” she whispers, her teeth brushing over her bottom lip before she lets out a shaky breath and dives for my mouth again.
I can’t get enough of her tongue, her lips… her whole body.
Squeezing her butt, I then glide my hand up her back and wriggle my fingers beneath her shirt. Her skin is smooth and perfect, my dick twitching at the contact.
So good. So fucking good.
Splaying my hand across her back, I work my way up to her bra, wondering how bold I’m allowed to be. Will she let me undo it?
She doesn’t seem to mind me being here, so I run my fingers around the back of it, feeling the clasp before moving around to her front and lightly cupping her right boob.
Her moan tells me she’s into it, so I give it a gentle squeeze and wait for her reaction. Her breath hits my tongue before she pulls away slightly, tipping her head back and giving me better access to the front of her body. I brush my thumb across her nipple and feel the buzz. She jolts and then lets out of a soft laugh.
“You like that?”
“Yeah,” she breathes.
So I do it again, triumphant at her pleasure. Seeking out her neck, I trail kisses across her soft skin while squeezing her tits and sending my body into a frenzy.
Her nipples are…
And her boobs are…
I want to touch them without this fabric in the way.
Pulling down on the cotton, I try for better access, fumbling under her shirt until she lurches away from me.
I blink, puffing in surprise and disappointment, as I’ve obviously taken things too far.
But then her eyes start to sparkle, and she gives me a nervous grin before whipping off her shirt.
“Holy shit,” I rasp.
And then she goes and unhooks her bra as well.
Sitting up, I gape at her perfect tits in total awe. They are beautiful, mesmerizing. Those pink nipples and?—
“Touch me.” Her voice trembles, and I glance at her face to make sure she wants this.
Holy fuck, she really does.
Those eyes. They’re bright with desire… hunger.
“But take your shirt off first.” She doesn’t need to ask me twice. I whip that baby off my body and throw it over my shoulder, my heart pounding.
She drinks me in like I’m the sexiest thing she’s ever seen, her teeth grazing her bottom lip and sending my insides into a frenzy.
We reach for each other at the same time, her fingers skimming my pecs while I trace the shape of her tits and feel this overwhelming sense of wonder. It’s like I’m exploring sacred ground and…
My thumb caresses her nipple, and she shivers. “That feel good?”
“Yes.”
“What if I do this?” With my heart thundering, I lean forward, licking her beaded nipple with the tip of my tongue and enjoying the way her body trembles and shudders. Her gasp is exquisite. And the way she runs her fingers into my hair and pulls me closer, silently asking for more…
Yeah, this girl is everything.
I happily deliver, growing bolder as I explore this new terrain. I suck her nipple into my mouth, twirling my tongue around it before kissing my way to her other boob.
This feels fucking amazing.
Her groans of pleasure are like bolts of electricity, firing through my body, turning my dick to titanium. I didn’t think it could get any harder, but it’s straining against my pants, aching and begging to get in on the action.
But I told her I wouldn’t pressure her, so I fight the pull inside me and focus on her tits. Her glorious, beautiful fun bags… that are so fucking fun.
Smiling against her skin, I work my way back up her neck, squeezing her boob as I slide my tongue back into her mouth. She groans and hooks her leg over mine, grinding her hips against me.
I settle my hand on her leg, fighting the urge to roll her onto her back and just take her.
It’d feel fucking amazing. I know it would.
But she’s not ready! So control yourself or fucking pull away!
I can’t pull away. She feels too good. I’m pretty sure I want to spend the rest of my life doing this with her.
Lightly sucking her bottom lip, I nibble my way up to her ear and nearly blow on the spot when her hand moves between us and starts rubbing my crotch.
“Is this okay?” She’s struggling to speak, and I only just catch the words between her panting breaths.
“Yeah, it’s good,” I choke out. “It’s fucking amazing.”
She jerks away from me, her eyes kind of huge as she whispers, “I want to feel it.”
“You wanna…?” I glance down and am already nodding.
Her nimble fingers quickly undo my pants, the zipper sounding loud in the quiet room. Loud like freaking horn blasts heralding the arrival of King Awesome. King Best Time of my Fucking Life!
My stomach trembles when she starts pulling my pants down. I lift my hips, helping her out and feeling kind of exposed as my dick springs into the air.
Her lips part, her eyes rounding when she stares down at it. Her fingers are shaking a little as she reaches for me, wrapping her digits around my pulsing cock.
I let out a groan, my head tipping back, stars scattering my vision.
She trails her fingers up and down my length. “What feels good?”
I can barely answer her question. I’m pretty sure I’m blacking out on uncut pleasure right now. It’s pure and raw and?—
Answer her, you idiot!
“Um…,” I croak. “What you’re doing is good.”
“Can I make it better?”
“Go up and down,” I instruct her, peeking my eyes open and watching her hand pump me. I take her wrist, helping her with the rhythm, then let out a strangled groan at how good it feels.
She watches me, studying my face like I’m some kind of exam she’s trying to ace.
“It feels good,” I assure her, moaning again when she gives me a little squeeze.
“Have you done this before?”
“Huh?” I look at her, still struggling to think a coherent thought.
“To yourself?”
“You mean, do I Lone Ranger it?”
She giggles. “Yeah.”
I let out a choked laugh. “Yeah. Sometimes.”
When I think about you. When I imagine doing this kind of thing with you.
“Do you?” I manage to ask.
She shrugs, her cheeks turning pink. “Not really. I mean… I’ve investigated down there, you know, but…” She shrugs again. “I mean, when you kissed me and squeezed me before…”
I reach for her, squeezing her boob and enjoying her grin.
“Yeah, like that. It just felt… so much better than when I do it.”
“I know what you mean,” I rasp, drinking in her sweet expression and then closing my eyes with a groan.
“Do you want me to go faster?” She pumps a little harder, and I throw my arm over my eyes, trying to contain myself.
“Do you want me to come?” I croak.
“Yes.” Her answer is so immediate that my head pops off the pillow. I blink at her, obviously looking like a stunned idiot, because she giggles at me. “I want to make you feel good.”
My tongue darts out the corner of my mouth and I lick the edge, my heart thundering so hard I’m surprised the whole street can’t hear it.
“How do I make you come?”
“Just keep doing what you’re doing.” I glance around her room, checking her nightstand and the desk beneath the window.
“What are you looking for?”
“Unless you want me to mess up your duvet cover, we’re gonna need some tissues.”
“Oh, of course.” She lets me go, reaching over me to grab a box off the floor. Her tits graze my chest, and I nearly bust apart on the spot.
I clench my jaw, hampering the groan and fighting the urge to squirt all over her.
“What else do you need?” Her blue gaze is so sweet, so curious, so…
Brushing my fingers down her cheek, I smile at her, this feeling in my chest so full and overwhelming, I don’t even know what to do with it.
“Zander, do you need anything else?”
“Moisturizer,” I rasp before I can think better of it.
“Ooo.” She gives me an excited grin, jumping off the bed and running into her bathroom. Her tits bounce, and I’m mesmerized by them, unable to pull my eyes away as she runs back toward me.
Nerves skitter through me, anticipation making me lightheaded as I adjust myself on the bed and let out another groan when she squirts a big blob of moisturizer into her hand, then grabs my dick and starts pumping.
Holy shit!
So fucking good. Feels so fucking good!
With a catlike grin, she stretches over me, her tits flattening against my chest as she pumps my cock and kisses my lips. I cup her cheek, my tongue lashing against hers, my heart taking off like a rocket as the sensations inside me—kind of familiar but also new—are amplified by a thousand.
No one’s ever touched me this way before, and it’s off the charts.
Her fingers are magic.
Her tongue is a spell.
I’m lost. I’m taken. I’m owned.
The moan in my throat grows, the noises I’m making getting deeper, then faster, then…
“Ahhh.” I rip my mouth away from hers, tipping my head back and struggling to breathe as she pumps me a little faster, then… “Yes,” I rasp, the tendons in my neck straining as this white heat spreads through my body. I’ve felt it before, but not like this. Not like… “Fuck.” I scramble for the tissues, grabbing a bunch and only just managing to catch my cum as my body jerks and releases.
Sienna watches in fascination, the look on her face this mix of wonder and joy.
Her smile is beautiful, her eyes sparkling like pale blue sapphires.
“Wow.” She grins as I roll away from her and grab some more tissues. “I’ve got to admit, I’m feeling like the queen of the world right now. I just made you come.” Her giggle is adorable, and I roll back with a smile, grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her down toward me.
“My turn,” I murmur against her lips…
Then feel my entire body jolt with panic when the sound of a car pulling into the driveway rips us apart.