Page 18 of Pretend You're Mine
As he pulled off onto the road, his hand came to rest very closely to mine on the console, his pinky drifting until it touched mine. My body thrilled at the meager contact and my panties were instantly soaked.
I looked at the container in my lap and my brain was flooded with all sorts of dirty thoughts about how we could enjoy its contents. Naked. In my bed. On the floor. In the bathtub. Good God, I hoped he couldn’t see my face in the dark interior of the car. From the heat in my cheeks, I was pretty sure I was bright pink at the moment. Bright pink the like the engorged head of his…
Oh my God, stop it! I scolded myself. I could not allow myself to get swept up in this; in him. And yet, judging by the tension in his shoulders and his laser-focus on the road ahead of us, I could tell his thoughts were not that far off from mine.
He pulled to a stop in front of my building and shut off the car, hopping out and coming around to my side. Holding out his hand for me, he pulled me up and hauled me against his chest. Dipping his face down to mine, his eyes seemed to be searching mine for permission. A barely perceptible nod of my head was all he needed to lean in and claim my eager lips.
The kiss started out slowly, his tongue probing the seam of my lips. The moment I parted to let him in, all gentleness and caution flew out the window. His mouth crashed down on mine with a fevered need, his tongue thrusting inside and dancing with mine. We kissed until we had almost run out of air, and he finally pulled away, breathing heavily.
“Shall we go upstairs?”
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Xander
Was she going to go for it?
Every kiss blurred the thought more. All there was to do was to sink into the way her lips gave perfectly to mine.
Thin wisps of blonde mockery kept getting in her eyes, in between us. I kissed right through them.
She nodded her assent and I tugged her along after me. Her hands were shaking so badly, she could hardly punch in her security code to get the doors open. I put my hand over hers and helped to steady her.
Once inside, we raced for the elevator and she hurriedly punched the button for her floor before turning back to me, a wild look on in her eyes. I looped one arm around her waist and pulled her to me again. Her hands went to my chest as the gold mirrored doors slid closed, cocooning us in the privacy of the elevator.
Naomi rose up onto her toes and pressed her lips to mine in an eager kiss. I gave back fully, stepping forward to press her against the wall of the box. The feel of being lifted up five floors while her subtle scent wafted through my senses was dizzying.
The bell chimed, and the doors opened onto her floor. Naomi pulled away for a moment, glancing around the make sure we weren’t giving anyone a show. I didn’t give a damn if we were.
Once she made sure the coast was clear, she turned back to me and I scooped her up into my arms, squeezing her exquisite ass with my big hands.
By the time I jammed her key into the lock of her door, her legs were wrapped around me, her torso hoisted up.
Her hands were scrabbling all over my head like they were looking for something to grab onto though my hair wasn’t long enough. I put her down on her feet and kicked the door closed behind us. In a fevered flurry of hands and mouths, we shed our clothes and I lifted her up again, pressing my hard on into her stomach and making her squeal.
No more waiting. I walked us into the first room I saw. Lucky me. The bedroom.
There, I flung her onto the and clambered on after her. Now our kisses reached their full expression – every part of our bodies rubbing and urging each other’s, foreshadowing what was coming. Chest to chest, pelvis to pelvis, I was as hard as a rock and the way she was moaning already wasn’t helping matters.
She still wore her lace panties and underneath her bra, her nipples were taut. After quickly discarding her bra, I lay my face between her breasts and gave worship. They were full enough that when each of my hands got one, they were more than happy. Their soft firmness almost had me groaning aloud. Naomi was nipping at my neck wickedly.
Our legs were tangled together, mirroring our tongues. The way hers followed my lead was sublime.
When my mouth went to her nipple, she gasped aloud. I was in Heaven already, with the fullness jiggling into me with her breaths as I sucked one, fondling the other. Her arm went around the back of my neck and held me there. She was practically gasping for breath and I loved every bit of it.
