27. Foster
27
FOSTER
S tartled, I bolted upright, blinking at the two-tone bra Raina revealed with hot pink cups and black straps and back. It cupped her breasts to perfection with a lift that had them bubbling perkily over the top. The rest of her midriff was soft and perfect with a delicious amount of curve to her waist and hips.
Wha—what re you doing? I demanded, unable to look away as I scanned her body yet again.
Stripping, she announced the obvious as she stood up on the mattress to put herself on display. All this time, I was doing it wrong. After the sucky past you had, no way are you going to feel open and secure with your sexuality. So I shouldn t have been begging you to take your shirt off. I should ve been taking mine off in an effort to make nudity more comfortable for you.
Yeah, except I m feeling decidedly uncomfortable at the moment with you being all—oh…fuck.
As she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her jogging shorts and pushed them down over her hips, words failed me.
Because she hadn t been wearing any panties.
Next, she reached behind her to unhook her bra, letting it fall to the floor, so she was left completely naked.
Let s investigate that, she murmured, lifting a single foot and slipping her toes over my ankle as she moved to stand over me. Why do you think you feel so uncomfortable? Then she killed me even more by slowly lowering herself until she was sitting directly on my lap.
When all that pressure weighed against my straining erection, I shuddered and closed my eyes. I really don t know, I admitted in a hoarse voice. But it might have something to do with the naked ghost sitting on my dick.
She laughed only to chase it with a groan as she shifted her hips against her. Wow. We can definitely rule out impotence as your problem.
I grabbed a handful of sheets under me as the pleasure spiked through my cock in waves. Raina… I pleaded, not sure if I could handle this without exploding.
When she touched my cheek tenderly, I blinked my eyes open.
It s okay, she assured me as she gently stroked the ends of her fingertips along my jaw. I m here. I m not going to let anything bad happen to you.
I rolled my eyes ruefully, embarrassed that she actually felt the need to talk to me as if I were a frightened child. But shit, I was honestly scared out of my mind at the moment. I just couldn t handle the thought of doing anything that might chase her off.
Brow furrowing, she paused suddenly and tipped her face. You are okay with me doing this, right?
A nervous laugh trilled from my lungs. I am beyond okay with you doing this, I assured her. That is so not the problem right now.
Her fingers sank into my hair and her lap ground down a little harder against mine, making my eyes roll in my head.
Then what s the problem? she asked me patiently.
I don t know, I admitted, blinking at her pathetically. I don t know what to do. I don t know what to say or where to touch. I mean, if I could touch you. I m just—I m so fucking petrified that I ll mess it up, and you ll run out of here, too horrified to ever talk to me again.
Okay, first of all, she said, pausing to lift a finger sternly. And I had to decide that being stern and naked really worked for her. That s never going to happen. Even if you did do something I wasn t fond of, I trust you enough to stop when I say stop. And I know you well enough to realize you d never mean to do something in a hurtful, malicious way in the first place.
I bobbed my head, reassured. Okay. Good.
She watched me for a second longer before hissing out a breath and shaking her head in disgust. God. But those past bitches of yours really fucked you up, didn t they?
It wasn t just them, I assured her. I m half to blame. If I had any more confidence with the opposite sex, I m sure I wouldn t have let anything they did bother me.
Then let s give you some confidence, Raina decided.
I barked out a disbelieving laugh. But how? I still don t know what to do.
Well… Biting her lip, she shrugged lightly. What do you want to do?
I groaned. I want to be able to touch you, I muttered, knowing that wasn t possible.
But Raina refused to be deterred. Okay, she said and then grabbed my wrist before tugging on my hand as if I were some kind of puppet she was about to master. Where do you want to touch me?
I shook my head, lost.
First instinctive answer s the right one, Union. Now answer…fast.
Neck, I blurted.
But when she blinked at me in surprise, I quickly changed my answer to, Cheek. The neck, cheek area so I could capture your face for a kiss.
Her eyebrows lifted in interest. Hmm. Not bad. I like it. So okay, let s go there.
She started to lift my hand to her neck until I said, Wait. I want to sit upright with you.
So she paused to let me get into the position I wanted. Then she took my hands and when she had my palms within an inch of her throat, she slowed so that she could move her neck into my grip.
I felt the pressure and hissed out an amazed breath. I didn t feel her skin or warmth, but I still felt…her.
It s working, I whispered.
Of course it is. Now what?
Now I want to kiss you.
Mouth to mouth?
When I nodded, she leaned in slowly, and my eyes fluttered shut just before I could feel something against my lips.
I groaned and tried to run my hands up her jaw and into her hair, but my fingers moved through thin air, ruining the moment.
With a hiss, I cursed and opened my eyes. Sorry.
No, no, it s okay, she assured. We have quite the learning curve to deal with here. But we can do this. Just tell me where to go, and I ll make sure your hands get there.
But I was losing my nerve. I don t know, I confessed as I sought her gaze. Where do you want to be touched?
Um. She bit her lip thoughtfully. It depends on the mood, I guess. And on the clothing. And who s in charge that round.
Who do you like to be in charge? I asked, curiously.
Raina only shrugged. Either way, she said. Back and forth. I like a healthy mix between trading places. But maybe my favorite would be for you to take the lead. With a shudder, she nodded. Yeah. There s just something thrilling about not knowing where you re going to be touched next.
Where s your favorite place to be touched?
She shrugged. I don t know. Everywhere. I think I d like it someplace that was just a little bit naughty and a little bit thrilling, with you just barely invading my privacy at first, like you re asking permission but in a daring way. Not so much that it freaks me out and scares me, though. I mean, jamming your hand between my legs and trying to finger me right off the bat seems a bit too jarring and tacky. You should earn your way there. But starting somewhere that s just barely invasive to let me know that you do want more—with my permission—is hot as hell.
So…? I shook my head, thinking that through before I asked, High on the outside of the thigh would be okay at this point?
Oh, hell yes, she answered, taking my hand and giving me a palm full of her thigh.
I drew in a sharp breath as I watched my fingers touch her. God, you are so beautiful. I itched to tighten my grip and squeeze. But I knew it would all disappear if I did, so I bit my lip to keep my hand as still as possible.
And I think you just made me wet, she announced.
I looked up into her eyes, breathing unsteadily. I want to be inside you so fucking bad.
Mmm. She moaned and closed her eyes before shaking her head. And sweet, dirty talk like that is greatly encouraged.
I wish I could smell your arousal and then lap it up with my tongue.
She opened her lashes, and the desire in her gaze sent a shockwave through me.
Can you press your breasts against me? I asked, focusing on her lips. And then pull my mouth down to yours again.
I definitely can, she answered before doing exactly what I asked. I closed my eyes letting her move me how I d asked her, and when her chest brushed mine, I bit down on the back of my teeth, relishing the impact.
Raina.
I want you naked too, she begged, sounding a little more desperate now. Can I take your shirt off?
Please do, I answered, lifting my arms as her fingers started to tug up my shirt. She pulled it off me with surprising ease. And then her hands were all over my chest.
God, you are just a masterpiece, she murmured as she mapped my body with a curious, seeking touch.
From where I m sitting, you are, I insisted, watching her breasts shift and sway with every move she made. Can I touch them? I asked next. I want to see my hands covering them.
Yes, sir, she obliged, grabbing hold of my wrists. When the tanned backs of my hands shifted over her pale, gleaming orbs, I shuddered, feeling the pressure with smaller pinpricks where the nipples would be.
Holy damn, I breathed. It feels almost real, as if you re really physically here. When my gaze lifted to her as another thought struck, I glanced at her face in question, only to stop myself because it felt too bold.
But Raina saw the need in my eyes, and said, What? What re you thinking?
I blushed, almost too afraid to admit it out loud.
But she whispered, It s okay. You can tell me.
Biting my lip, I looked into her eyes before saying, I wonder if I can touch you down there while we re like this. Between the legs.
A slow, devastatingly sexy smile took over her features. There s only one way to find out. And she removed my hand from her breast.
I held my breath as she drew it lower, my eyes wide, unwilling to miss a moment of the show.
Then she paused.
My gaze snapped up to hers, worried that I d freaked her out. But all she said was, Lick your fingers. That way it ll feel more realistic when you touch me.
All the air left my lungs. I couldn t remember ever being this turned on in my life. Nodding my head, I popped my pointer and middle finger into my mouth and slowly started to pull them free as Raina watched.
Groaning, she blinked at me as if trying to focus her gaze, only to rasp, Holy fucking Christ, Foster. I m already turned on enough as it is. And then you had to go and do something sexy like that . Shaking her head, she took my wrist between shaking fingers and started to lower my hand.
When she lifted up off my lap to hover over me on her knees, I swallowed unsteadily. But God, everything she did was unbelievably attractive. Then I watched with laser focus as she slipped my hand between her legs.
I was expecting to feel the warmth of soft flesh, so it was different. And yet, it was still incredible.
We both drew in a surprised breath, and Raina had to throw her head back and rock against my fingers as she groaned. Oh my God. Oh my God. This is… I can really feel that.
Press me inside you, I whispered. Ride my fingers.
With a nod, she did. Her eyes rolled and she started to undulate her hips a little faster. Foster, she panted, trying to focus on me with dazed eyes. I think I might?—
Yes, I ordered. Come against my hand. I want to see you in all your glory.
She bobbed her head. Her breathing picked up, and my dick went hard. I think I might ve strained some blood vessels from the energy that spiked through me.
A whimper strangled its way from her throat. She started to move faster. Her breasts bounced splendidly, and my hand stayed firmly lodged between her legs, her inner muscles squeezing my fingers.
When her orgasm hit, I ground my teeth and watched, awed by the spectacular sight.
She rode me to completion before hissing out a final breath and collapsing against me with the weight of her head falling on my shoulder.
Easing back to lie on the bed so she didn t have to remain upright. I hovered my hand over her back, wishing I would smooth my palm up her spine while she recuperated.
But I knew I couldn t, so I settled for smiling at the ceiling, satisfied by her pleasure.
Until she sat upright and looked down at me with wide eyes. I wonder if we could do that with your cock instead of your fingers.
My eyebrows lifted, and I opened my mouth, but no words came.
Oh, we are so trying this, she decided, attacking my fly and unbuttoning the top button of my jeans.
Raina, I rasped in objection, even though I didn t physically object to a single damn thing she was doing.
She glanced up, blinking in question. Yeah?
I… I shook my head, trying to breathe right, but failing. I felt like I should be logical and tell her this could never work. But I d just seen her spirit get off against my fingers, so I ended up simply asking, Are you sure?
With an incredulous laugh, she asked, Does this answer your question? And she unzipped my fly.
I watched, lifting my hands up by my face because things seemed to work better when she did all the touching.
Closing my eyes as she peeled my jeans down my legs, I grabbed my head, praying I didn t disappoint her. So when she said, Are you freaking kidding me? A moment later, my eyes sprang open with dread.
She was staring straight at my dick, which didn t help anything. Until she motioned to it and arched her eyebrows in demand. How in God s name are you so self-conscious with all that going on in your pants?
I… Honestly, I had no idea how I ranked in size and girth, so I just looked at her helplessly.
Captain of the freaking football team, she muttered almost bitterly to herself as she climbed back onto my lap to straddle my thighs. Star quarterback and hung like a damn mule. The insides of her legs brushed against the outsides of mine with a whisper of sensation, making me shudder.
Then she grabbed my length in her hands and squeezed firmly, making me clutch the sheets under me and gasp out a startled breath.
Yet he gets shy when it comes to sex. Shaking her head, she told me, I ll never understand that.
I could only gape down at her fingers surrounding my dick. I could feel the pressure as if a physical hand was jerking me off.
Holy shit, I uttered, watching as she began to lower her body directly on top of the swollen head. We re really doing this, aren t we?
Yes, sir, we are. Grinning up at my face, she added, And the best part is that we don t even need a condom, since I m not really here.
I shook my head. It sure feels like you re here.
Oh, yeah? she lifted her brows at me once, as she taunted, How does this feel?
When her body wrapped around my cock and began to slide down on it, my mouth gaped.
Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, I chanted, unable to look away as she connected us as one.
Mmph, she garbled out, her eyes widening to let me know she could feel it too. Holy shit. No wonder why Kinsey praised the big ones.
Then she started to move, up and down.
I hissed, tightening my grip on the sheets and wishing I could touch and squeeze and kiss her all over. She rode me in waves, up and down, never ceasing. When she grew faster and started to breathe harder, my body responded, nearing the edge of my own sanity.
Raina…
Fos… She gaped down at me, riding me rougher and rougher. I think I m gonna come again.
Thank God, I bit out, as all my muscles locked in preparation. Because I didn t want to be the only one.
She laughed at my answer, only for the sound to cut off with a gasp. Then she tightened around me, and we both came together.
When I felt wetness spray my stomach and chest, my eyes popped open. Raina was still on top of me, but nothing was physically there to contain my semen.
And as we finished, I started to laugh over the whole situation.
Still panting hard, Raina lifted an eyebrow in confusion. I m lost. What s so funny."
I shook my head to dismiss it but then told her, I just realized that if someone had been following me around all day, they would ve seen me talking to myself before stealing from an unconscious girl in a coma at the hospital so I could break into her place, drink all her alcohol, and then masturbate on her bed.
She cracked a grin before adding, Don t forget how you cleaned her apartment first.
God… I set my arm over my forehead and laughed some more. I can t believe we just did that.
I know. Chuckling, she climbed off my lap to collapse onto the mattress next to me. It was kind of cool, though, wasn t it.
Cool? Oh, that went way beyond cool, I agreed, rolling onto my side to face her completely.
Growing serious, I gazed into her eyes and felt myself fall completely.
Raina Bollen, I announced. You have to be the most amazing person in the world. You just made me see why sex is such a big fucking deal after all. Thank you.