Page 65 of Bae

She adjusted the falling shirt again. Her teeth sank into her lower lip as she watched, waiting for whatever it was she thought I would say.

“Take off your shirt,” I rasped. The tone of my voice made it sound like I had a three-pack-a-day habit and I inhaled every single time.

Her stare flew to mine, surprise flickering behind the glasses.

“Lose the glasses, too.”

Not one word slipped between the fullness of her lips, but she moved to do my bidding. The glasses went first, slid away carefully. A long stretch of bare skin was bared when she leaned over to place them on the bedside.

I didn’t move.

I stood and stared.

Rimmel returned to her Indian-style sitting position, and her small hand delved between her legs to disappear. My breathing quickened at the sight. One second passed before she pulled it back up, bringing with it the hem of the shirt.

The fabric peeled away, revealing patches of pale, creamy skin as she moved. Once it was gone, she rose onto her knees in the center of the blankets and held out the material, releasing it to fall on the floor.

She wasn’t wearing a bra.

Her small, perky breasts were on total display, which caused my mouth to water. I knew exactly how she tasted. Exactly how she felt.

All she wore were white cotton panties with large cutouts on each side, which exposed even more of her slim body. Her stomach dipped in slightly on each side, just above the soft flare of her hips. There was a space between her thighs, a place that didn’t touch… It was a place where I belonged, as if her body were built with me in mind, predesigned for this.

I stared at her a long time, not saying anything, and she let me look. The trance she put me under was broken when she picked up something off the bed and brought it to her lips.

Blood drained from my head and into my jeans when the long, red twist slid between her parted lips, her tongue licked across the candy, and her teeth sank in to take a bite.

I shoved off the door, my stride only halted when my thighs came against the side of the mattress. Rimmel smiled, a slight naughty curve to her kissable lips, and held the candy up to mine.

I let her push the licorice between my teeth, and sweetness hit my tongue. It was good, but she was better.

With a wicked smile and glint in my eye, I bit into the soft, chewy snack. I watched her as I chewed, then snatched the rest of the licorice away and ever so lightly trailed the end across her collarbone and down to the fullness of her breast.

Her nipple tightened, puckering with anticipation, and there was a catch in her breath.

The candy disappeared over my shoulder, hitting the carpet with a soft thud, but I didn’t hear. My body surged forward. I caught her around the waist and tumbled with her onto the mattress.

She was warm and supple under me. Our eyes met. I looked at her for the millionth time and couldn’t wait to see her a million more.

Her lips parted, and I knew she was about to whisper my name, but she didn’t have to utter a sound. I already heard; deep inside, our hearts already whispered.

The distance between us condensed to none. My lips overtook hers as we sank into one another. I explored every inch of her with my fingertips and tongue. The feel of her body straining against mine under the weight of the seduction I laid heavily across her skin made my own hum.

I lifted my head from her breast, glanced down into her dazed expression, and smiled. Her hands clutched me closer, then tugged at the fabric that still covered my body. I’d practically made love to her, and I was still fully clothed. I’d explored every single inch of her. Between her legs was already dripping with silk. The skin across her chest was flushed.

Slowly, I licked down her body, pulling away an inch at a time. When our skin no longer touched, my pace quickened. Swiftly, I shed my clothes, abandoning them where they lay. Rimmel watched me with heavy eyes, swollen lips, and need dripping from her very pores.

I didn’t ask the question. It just didn’t matter right now… I thought maybe it wouldn’t matter ever again.

The condom I rolled over my rock-hard cock wasn’t the barrier I’d originally thought. It was the words, the thoughts… the unspoken wall we’d unintentionally placed between us.

I lay on the bed and reached for her. Rim straddled my body, and I reveled in the way she looked above me.

Her body accepted mine the way I knew it would. Rimmel was an extension of me now. Where I ended, she began. Her soft sighs were my biggest triumph, and even though she rode me, I still moved against her.

The curtain of her hair fell behind her shoulders when her chin tipped back, the creamy skin of her neck exposed. I caressed it, trailing down over her chest to cup the breasts on full display. Her hips bore down, and soon, both of us were panting.

Rimmel bent forward, collapsing against my chest, so I wrapped her tight in my arms. Her nose pressed against my neck, and I surged into her, claiming her release.

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