Page 7 of Catching Feeling

My lips curve into a smirk. “You’re only saying that because you haven’t had my cock yet, babe.”

Even after the orgasm she just had, her eyes darken at my comment, and her expression turns heated, wiping the grin from my lips. I lean up, sliding my hands along her jaw, cradling it in my hands as I dip my head forward to capture her lips.

Part of me regrets ever stepping foot in her dorm tonight. Ever touching her, kissing her, tasting her because I know that she’ll be stuck in my head like a sickness I can’t get rid of.

I should’ve known better than to agree to just one night because it won’t be enough. I’m not looking for a relationship, but what I want is for more than a few hours with her.

There’s no way I can play out every fantasy I’ve had of this girl in the span of a few hours.

My hands slide beneath the fabric of her tank top where it’s still halfway on and yank it up, only breaking our kiss to pull it over her head. My fingers reach for the clasp of her bra and

quickly get it unhooked. She pulls back, letting the lace straps fall down her arms, freeing her breasts completely.

I almost swallow my fucking tongue when my gaze drops to her bare tits. I’ve never seen anything more perfect in my life.

They’re even bigger than what they looked like when spilling from the cups. They’re heavy and full. Natural. Sexy as fuck.

Pert, rosy nipples turned up, begging to be sucked. Those tiny little barbells through the center. Which is why I immediately lower my mouth to the peak and suck it into my mouth, then let it go with a pop.

She’s straddling my lap now, her bare, still-soaked pussy brushing against my cock through my jeans, and each time she wiggles her hips, I find my control fraying at the edges.

“I need you,” I pant, pulling back from her chest.

She nods, reaching for the button of my jeans, flicks it open, and drags the zipper down. Together, we work both jeans and briefs down my hips without her ever moving from my lap.

Once I kick them aside, we’re fitted together, skin to skin. I can feel the heat of her pussy along the length of my cock, and when she rocks her hips, a whimper sounding from the back of her throat, I almost fucking lose it.

The thick, weeping head of my cock brushes against her clit each time she moves until we’re both groaning, chasing the friction. We’re frantically grinding like we’re teenagers, and yet it may be the hottest thing I’ve ever done. Her arms slide around my neck as her fingers tangle into the hair at my nape, and she circles her hips.

“Like this,” she breathes. “I want you like this. Just like this, Reese.”

I nod with my lips against her already sweat-slicked skin, out of my fucking mind delirious for her. She could ask me for anything right now, and I would make it happen.

Her hand trails down between us, and she closes her fist around my cock, using her thumb to spread the precum seeping from the tip.

I’m pretty sure I’m hallucinating when her gaze lifts to mine and she brings her thumb to her mouth, sucking my cum off the pad.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

“Need to be inside you, Viv. Right the fuck now,” I groan.

I can't wait another goddamn second to feel my cock inside her.

"I'm on birth control, and I'm clean," she mumbles against my lips.

I trace my tongue along her bottom lip, grazing it with my teeth and then sucking it into my mouth. "Me too. Testing is a team requirement. You sure?" I say between nipping and sucking her mouth.

She nods vehemently and sinks down a fraction of an inch on my cock, causing us to groan in unison at the feel of her tight heat clamping down on me.

My arms tighten around her when she drops her head back, her mouth falling open, moaning soft and so fucking sweet. Sinking all the way down to the hilt. Until her clit is brushing against my pelvis, until I'm so deep inside of her that the head of my cock meets her cervix, bottoming out.

It feels so damn good that my eyes roll back. Being buried inside of her, feeling her sweet little cunt fluttering around me as she rocks her hips is enough to make my balls draw up.

There's no way I'm lasting being inside of her bare.

Not when she's so tight she's practically choking my cock. I already feel the base of my spine tingling with the need to empty inside her.

In one motion, I pull out and flip us over, putting her back on the mattress, and making my way back between her parted thighs, fitting my hips between them. I hitch her leg up on my side with one hand and then reach between us, dragging my cock through her silky wetness, rubbing the blunt head against her clit before sliding home again.

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