Page 28 of From Fling to Ring

She looks at me defiantly, no surprise there, and arches her back to pull her shirt over her head. There she is, in a lacy pink bra and matching panties, and my God, is she beautiful with firm, flawless skin.

Funny. I would never have taken her for a pink lace kind of girl. The woman is full of endless surprises.

Her eyes fall closed as I hook my fingers in the elastic waist of her panties, and she bites her lip as I lower them until they’re hanging off one ankle.

“Baby,” I say. “Open your eyes. I want you to watch me.” I reach for a small throw pillow and tuck it under her head.

She meets my gaze with a coy smile, and I run my eyes up and down her lithe body, drinking in every inch of her, until I settle on her bare pussy. I push her legs apart until her knees are up by her armpits, and she opens for me like a perfect little flower.

“Goddamn, you’re hot, baby,” I murmur, running my hands across her lower abdomen, lowering them until I am holding her pussy lips apart with my thumbs.

Fucking amazing.

She shimmies her hips beneath me, tilting her hips up in invitation, as if I need one. I run one finger down the middle of her slit, just lightly enough to cause her to gasp at my tease. I return my gaze to hers and lower myself to take long, slow laps of her with my tongue.

“Look at me,” I growl, when she closes her eyes again.

She does, and I return to my strokes, tasting her from one end to the other. I turn my focus to her clit, circling it and creating a suction leaving her thrashing and moaning under me.

Of course, I’m already hard again, and I couldn’t care less that I’m hanging out of my pants, not having tucked myself back in after Lucy’s excellent hand job. I’d love to slide my hips up between her legs and slip inside her, but that will have to wait for another time.

And I’m pretty sure there will be another time.

“Oh God,” she moans, slapping her hand on the rug, “yes, like that, Tyler, please don’t stop…”

I reach up with my free hand and slide it under her bra, rolling her nipple between my fingers. I keep my tongue focused on her clit, and when she starts to shake under me, I’m half-tempted to grab my dick and come with her, that’s how revved up I am. But this moment is about her and only her.

Her breathing is deep and raspy, interspersed with moans and mutterings I can’t quite make out. She stiffens under me, throwing her head back, and while we’re no longer looking at each other, she grabs my hair with one hand, pushing me into her pussy, and comes right in my mouth.

Holy fuck.

She shudders and shakes under me, finally looking at me with a weak smile, her eyes heavy-lidded, her body limp and sated. I tuck myself back into my pants and hoist her up, carrying her into her bedroom. There, I remove the last piece of clothing she’s wearing, her bra, and put her to bed.

“Goodnight, beautiful,” I say, and kiss her cheek.

She mumbles something and turns to her side with a sigh. I let myself out of her apartment to head home. In her lobby, I make sure my shirt is untucked to cover my raging hard-on, and hustle to my car in a state of ridiculous dishevelment.

It’s still fairly early at only ten p.m., leaving me plenty of time to come down from my post-game high and orgasm. I may even rub one out, picturing the sight of Lucy’s perky little clit and the feel of her soft flesh on my tongue.

14

TYLER

Next day, after practice, I finally get around to responding to my sister’s text messages.

Yo Rubes whassup?

!!! it’s about time you got back to me loozer

Told you I was traveling this week. Ur only 20 is your memory that bad already?

Jerk. Anyhoo, I like Lucy. Like a lot. Don’t blow it w/her

Oh yeah? I guess she’s not bad

Ugh. You are such an asshole. That’s why none of your relationships last

Hmmm. Seems to be a theme lately.

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