Chapter 13
ZEB
I didn’t ask to kiss her this time. She said she was falling for me and that was all I needed. Plus, she hadn’t kicked me out or kneed me in the balls, which were two options I’d considered as I took the steps two stairs at a time to her floor.
Her mouth… fuck, I’d never get enough.
My thumbs brushed over her cheeks as we kissed. I knew she’d been crying. Her face was splotchy and her eyes red rimmed. I’d done that to her. Never again.
“I’ll never make you cry again,” I whispered, kissing her so gently.
“Zeb,” she said, hooking her hand around the back of my neck and deepening the kiss. I groaned and cupped her ass, lifted. She wrapped her legs around my waist as we stood in the middle of her dorm room and kissed.
And kissed.
And kissed.
Only when my hands couldn’t do more than roam over her back and ass did I pivot and take us down to her bed, bracing myself on my forearm over her.
“Text Rose, baby. Tell her I’m staying over.”
Her eyes fluttered open. “What?”
“No one’s interrupting us this time. I want all night to make you mine.”
She stared at me with those gorgeous blue eyes of hers, understanding exactly what I meant.
“Or not. We can just sleep and have a chaperone.” I kissed the tip of her nose as my dick fought against the zipper of my jeans.
He wasn’t in charge, no matter how much he was ready to go since her hand stroked it earlier.
I’d waited this long. If my girl wasn’t ready, we had the rest of our lives to get there. “But I’m not leaving. Ever.”
The hand that was on my lower back reached out, slapped at her desktop. Found the cell. I pushed back to give her room to type. She paused. It pinged. She typed some more. It pinged again. Then again. And again. Then she set the cell back.
“Okay?” I asked.
She bit her lip. Nodded. “She’ll stay in Angela’s room. Told me to have fun.”
I grinned, then lowered my head to her neck and sucked on where her pulse was pounding beneath that delicate skin. “That, sweetheart, is a guarantee.”
Her hands were in my hair, on my back, cupping my butt. She was so tiny, so much smaller than me that I worried I’d hurt her. That I might smoosh her beneath my heavy weight.
Instead of pushing me off, she shifted her legs, bent her knees and made room for me. If we didn’t have all our clothes on, I’d be able to slide my dick right into her.
“Too many clothes,” she breathed, pulling up the back of my shirt.
I huffed, then sat back so I straddled her thighs, thrilled she was able to read my thoughts.
I shucked the shirt as she watched, then took her hand and pulled her up to sitting and rid of her pajama top, her long hair falling like a wave of gold as it fell back in place.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” I said, looking my fill.
Her breasts were small, but high. Little nipples were hard pebbles at their tips. My hand could easily cover one.
She flopped back onto her bed. Crooked a finger.
I arched a brow, grinned. “You in charge here, sweetheart?”
“I want to feel you. Skin to skin.”
Fuck. My dick was going to blow. I’d come in my boxers this time, not even getting her hand around it first.
“Like you said, too many clothes.” I pushed to stand beside the bed and worked her flannel pants down her legs and discovered no panties.
If my dick could do a fist pump, it would right now.
Then I tugged off one striped sock, then the other.
Only when she was laid out bare for me did I strip down. I wasn’t modest. I’d been in locker rooms my whole life.
This was the first time I’d ever been bare for a girl though. I’d made out with a few, got my hand on their tit beneath their shirt, but nothing more than that. That’d been back in high school when my dick had been in charge. Still, I’d held strong to my need to wait for The One.
Fucking hell, was I glad I waited because I wanted to share this with Cammie. To prove to her that I was giving something of myself to her just as much as she was of herself to me.
I stood naked before her, let her look her fill. Gripping my dick, I stroked it, from root to tip. Fluid seeped out and I swiped it with my thumb. All the while, she watched.
“I know this sounds a little cliché, but I’m not sure if that’ll fit,” she said.
I groaned and closed my eyes, remembering how fucking tight her pussy’d been earlier when I’d only gotten my finger in up to the first knuckle. Then I’d found her g-spot and she’d come crying out my name.
I wasn’t small and it was definitely gonna be tight.
“You were made for me. We’ll work you up and then you’ll take all of me like a good girl.”
She licked her lips and nodded. I imagined those lips on the tip, licking and swirling like she would with an ice cream cone.
Putting a knee on the bed, I came down over her again and we both moaned. The heat of her soft skin felt too fucking good. The way she made a cradle between her thighs for me… it was as if her body knew exactly what to do.
I moved back so I could suck on a nipple as I cupped the other.
Back and forth I went until she was writhing beneath me.
Shifting to my side so I rested beside her on the bed, I was able to get a good look at her perfection.
To run my fingers over it. When I slipped my hand between her thighs, she parted for me and I found her soaked.
I watched her eyes as I played there, feeling her heat. Learning her body, what made her gasp. What made her tense. Then I slipped a finger inside, worked her up, then added a second.
She was crying out my name as I tried to stretch her open, to ready her for me.
Her head thrashed and I knew she was so close to coming, but I wasn’t letting her.
“You’ll come on my dick, sweetheart.”
Her eyes popped open and she reached down, took hold of my dick in a much firmer hold than she had earlier. She was a quick learner because she stroked me just as I taught her, as if she wanted to get me as crazed for it as she was.
“You need this dick in your pussy?” I whispered.
“Yes. I need it,” she all but begged.
Just when I was about to settle over her, I remembered.
“Fuck.”
She frowned, her hand stilled. “What?”
“You on birth control? ‘Cause I don’t have a condom and I want to take you bare. Nothing between us, ever.”
I didn’t expect her to be on anything. If I didn’t carry condoms around because I wasn’t sleeping around, then the same probably went for her and taking the pill.
“I am. For my periods.”
Thank fuck.
“You good with me filling you with my cum, because once we start, there’s no going back. No chance I’m putting it anywhere else besides that mouth. Maybe your ass.”
Her eyes widened.
“Not today. Fuck, I’ve got so many things I want to do to you.”
“Okay,” she whispered.
Okay. Okay to anal. Okay to taking her mouth. Okay to trying anything and everything together.
“Good girl.”
I shifted over her, took hold of the back of her knee and brought it up to make room for me. My dick slid through her slick center.
“Zeb, hurry.”
I shook my head. “No hurrying. We only get our first time once.”
Reaching between us, I gripped my dick and found her entrance, set it there. “Ready to be mine forever?”
She nodded. “Yes, Zeb. Make me yours.”
“Eyes on me.”
As I slowly entered her, inch by careful, torturous inch, we watched each other.
I marveled at how she took me. How her eyes widened as I stretched her open.
She was so slick it made for easy going, but I wasn’t gonna do one of those rip-through-her-virginity things.
I wanted this good for her. I’d take it slow, even if her perfect pussy strangled my dick.
“You’re doing so good. You’re perfect. Feel me opening you up? You were made for me. Taking every inch like such a good girl.”
“Zeb, God, your dirty talk.”
I grinned as I tried not to rut into her like a beast. Sweat coated my skin and my hand on her knee was tight.
“More, please,” she begged.
I shook my head, not wanting to hurt her.
Then something new shone in her eyes. I didn’t have time to even question what it was because she lifted her hips and with a quick buck, took me in all the way.
“Fuck!” I shouted.
She moaned.
I stroked her face, but my eyes fell shut. She felt so good. So fucking perfect. I was gonna come.
“Shit, don’t move,” I growled. “Fuck, I’m gonna–oh hell.”
I came, just like that, with the walls of her pussy rippling around me, her hand on my butt holding me deep inside.