Page 28 of Just a Number

I tread quietly up the stairs, trying to regulate my breathing that’s sped up with the idea that she’s in her room waiting for me.

Her room is closest to the top of the stairs and my brows raise with curiosity when I see her door ajar.

I take a deep breath before knocking.

“Come in.” Her voice is breathy, and as I step inside, I find her sitting at the end of her bed, facing me. She’s still wearing the outfit she wore to the pub, but her jacket is gone and her feet are bare.

“Zack’s staying over at Rich’s.” She speaks quietly. My cock thickens in my jeans now I know we have the house to ourselves and I anticipate what’s to come.

“I’m not quite sure what I’m playing at here.” She waves her hand between us.

“There’s nothing wrong with wanting to enjoy each other, Mel.”

She sighs as she closes her eyes for a moment, but seems to shore herself up when her shoulders ease back.

Her eyes open, her usually pale blue irises appearing darker. “I want you, Alex. I don’t think anything can come of this apart from what happens here tonight, but I don’t want to deny myself anymore.”

I’m already wondering if one night will be enough to burn through this chemistry we clearly have, but I’m going to take what I can get.

“One night only, got it.” I keep my distance for a moment longer, needing to be certain that she’s sure.

“What are you waiting for?” She quirks a brow and leans back on her hands.

I drink in the sight of her. Her nipples are stiff against her lacy camisole and the skin on her neck is flushed a delicate pink. I have no idea what to do next. I’m like a virgin all over again. I’mexperienced, but it’s like this is all new. I stuff my hands in my jean pockets to hide their slight tremble.

She rises from the bed and takes a step towards me. It gives me the confidence that she’s into this as much as I am.

Her hands come up to my chest and I let out a shaky breath as she runs them down my pecs and over my abs. “You’ve been teasing everyone all night with this tight top. Are you going to let me see what’s underneath?” Her confidence as she touches me heightens my arousal, my cock growing even harder, desperate for her. She tugs at the hem, easing it away from my body. I take my hands from my pockets and grab it, pulling it over my head before dropping it on the floor.

My skin heats under her gaze.

I curl my hands into fists for a moment, trying to lessen my need to fling her on the bed and fuck her. I want to take my time here, not rush. I reach out and caress her face with my fingertips. Her skin is so soft and I’m dying to know if she’s that soft all over.

As I lower my face towards hers, she raises on her toes to meet me in the middle. The height difference between us is so evident when we’re standing this close and her feet are bare.

Our lips clash together, and suddenly, everything is moving. I bury my fingers in her hair, while her hands stroke over my chest. A low, husky growl escapes from my throat as my cock leaks in my boxers with need.

“I need you,” she says, grabbing me by the waistband of my jeans and leading me as she walks backwards to the bed.

She releases me to unfasten her jeans and all I can do is watch, my heart in my throat, as she kicks them off before sitting on the edge of the bed. She licks her lips as she looks me up and down, heat burning in her eyes.

“Get on your knees.” Her voice shakes, but the command is clear.

I’m hot and desperate and I don’t think my cock has ever been this hard before it’s even been touched. I lower to my knees, eager to do as she says.

“Fuck, Alex, I love you at my feet.” Her voice is husky, and my whole body throbs with need.

“I’ll do whatever you want, Mel,” I respond, enjoying the heat flaring in her eyes at my reply.

A groan rumbles from my throat at the sight of her, laid out before me, in her black lacy panties. I run an index finger up her thigh, listening to her quivering breaths as I get higher.

Hooking a finger into the side of her underwear, I pull it away from her body and she shifts her hips so I can take it off.

She’s resting on her elbows, looking down at me between her thighs and biting her lip.

I lean forward and breathe in her musky scent.

“Please let me taste you,” I murmur.

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