Page 12 of Waiting to Love You

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Seth. I find you attractive. Who wouldn’t? But that’s it,” she concedes as I step closer to her, grinding my cock into her soft belly.

“I can make you scream,” I whisper, nibbling my way down her neck.

She groans softly and arches her back. “You seem mighty full of yourself, Seth.”

“I’d give you the world if you’d let me.” I lift my head and rest it against her forehead, inhaling her intoxicating scent. “You drive me insane without even trying.”

“The same could be said about you, too,” she taunts, smirking at me.

I can’t take it anymore; I need to have her. I don’t care that we’re standing in front of her friend’s bedroom or that anyone could come down the hallway and see us. I need her like my next breath. The yearning to feel the softness of her skin against my fingers fills my veins. I know she is afraid, but I don’t know why. I should slow down, talk to her more, and find out why she is so hesitant about there being anything more between us, but I don’t think I can. I know in my heart that there’s something here between us, but the need to be near her slowly overwhelms me.

I swipe my thumb across her cheek, her skin feeling like silk beneath my calloused fingers. I stare into her eyes, committing this moment to memory.

“I don’t think this is a good idea,” she mumbles as I thread my fingers into her hair, pulling her closer.

“You’ll never know until you try,” I growl through clenched teeth, barely hanging on to my last bit of control.

“Please,” she breathes before leaning in again and capturing my lips, finally putting an end to the longest game of foreplay I have ever taken part in.

I devour her mouth, nibbling and sucking on her bottom lip until she opens for me, and we both give in to our desire. I get lost in the sensation of her lips and hands touching me.

“Seth,” she moans as we break apart, gasping for air.

I lean forward, nibbling on her earlobe before whispering into her ear. “We can go slow. Get to know each other. All you have to do is say yes.” I grip her leg tightly, wrapping it around my waist. “It will take an enormous amount of effort, but I’ll turn around and walk back down the hallway and leave you be. I’ll say goodbye to our friends and find where to take a freezing cold shower. But if you say yes, we’re going to go back to your place, and you will let me worship your body. I plan to feel your pussy clenching around my cock before the end of the night.”

I punctuate every phrase by thrusting my hard length into her core, rocking back and forth as the tip slides across her clit.

“We shouldn’t,” she moans as she wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me closer to her so I can feel her hardened nipples rubbing against my shirt.

“We should,” I breathe.

Bristol’s head drops back with a soft thump as it hits the door. I lean down and capture her ear between my lips, rubbing the lobe between my teeth. “I want to taste you more than my next breath. To feel your skin beneath my fingers. To wake up next to you in the morning.”

“Yes,” she finally whispers.

I waste no time lifting her in my arms and taking her lips with mine once again. My eyes travel her body, noticing her oversized shirt hanging off one shoulder, her mussed hair from my fingers, and her flushed cheeks. At this moment, she’s the most captivating woman in the world.

I thought I had feelings for Bristol before, but at this moment, looking at her pressed against my body, ready to give herself over to me, I know this is more than just falling. I’m in love with her.

“You’re beautiful,” I say reverently, wanting to say something to convey my feelings toward her, the words I want to say on the tip of my tongue.

“You don’t need to say that,” Bristol brushing her lips against my neck.

“I don’t say things I don’t mean. When I say you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, I mean it.” I slide my hands under her ass, gripping the apple-shaped globes tightly in my hands before grinding my cock into the seam of her pants.

“Fuck,” she moans loudly, grinding herself onto my cock, causing it to harden further.

“Hey, have you seen Bristol? I can’t… Oh.” Leia’s words stop as she stands frozen in place, just a few feet away.

“I knew this was a bad idea,” Bristol mutters as she tries to unwrap herself from around me, but I’m not about to let her go.

I tighten my hold on Bristol before turning towards Leia. “We were just leaving.”

“Okay. I’ll tell Brady to find his own way home.” Leia winks at me as I turn on my heels and stride down the hallway towards the front door.

I send up a silent prayer of thanks that the party has thinned out and there’s no one sitting in the living room to witness our hasty exit. I quickly make my way toward my car as I click the unlock button, then wrench the door open before dropping Bristol into the passenger seat.

“Thank you,” she replies, barely above a whisper, but I hear her.

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