Page 28 of Hold On

I’m a goddamn goner.

I’ll die one day, but not before I get my fill of this girl. And I don’t know if that’s actually possible. I can’t keep my fingers from touching her skin. They crawl over her porcelain arms and legs, tickling her as goosebumps rise in their wake, traveling over every inch of her flesh. We’re lying down on the mattress we pulled into the living room and she’s resting between my legs, her back on my bare chest. We’re both in our underwear. She finally refused to put her clothes back on after I kept taking them off each time we’d fuck around. Plus, I promised I’d keep her warm.

My fingers trace the skin of her ribs, just under her breasts as she takes a shuddering breath. I sweep the pads of my thumbs higher along the underside of her bra. I’ve been playing withher tits all night. They’re warm and soft, so fucking perky. And when she laughs or screams from me petting her, they bounce so fucking nicely. My eyes are always glued to them when they jiggle around. She whimpers as my thumbs slide over her nipples from the outside of her bra. Her green eyes meet mine and the hunger there is striking. It pierces my heart, making me hard as shit as she rubs her perfect, little ass over my boner. She bites her bottom lip as she continues to stare at me silently. We say nothing for a few seconds, locked in on each other’s eyes. I start to toy with her nipples, finally dipping into her bra and touching her skin with my fingers. The heat from her body is intoxicating. She moans, dropping her head back, allowing me to pull at her and squeeze her breasts repeatedly. I know she fucking likes it. I’m having fun, enjoying the little coos she expresses as I massage her titties. Her nipples are hard, little buds in between my fingertips, and I can’t help but buck my hips into her, my dick desperately needing friction.

She pushes back with her own, grinding down on my boner in a way that makes stars explode across my vision. I moan so loudly, it makes her giggle. It causes me to pull her closer, my nose inhaling the scent of her beautiful hair. Coconut with a hint of lime. I lick her cheek to keep from eating it.

“Bash,” Alina murmurs on a whisper and for some reason, I just know it’s time.

I know she’s ready.

And so am I.

“You wanna fuck, Lina Girl?” I ask her as she nods her head yes enthusiastically.

“I’m scared though, Bash.” She’s quiet. I can hear the slight panic in her voice. So, I decide to be truthful.

“I’m fucking terrified too.” I am. She’s all I’ve ever wanted in a girl, and I don’t want to fuck this up or lose her or chase her away. I may be experienced, but I never cared what thoseother girls thought of me. I was only ever looking out for myself and my well-being. Their pleasure was a means to an end. But Alina’s… I really care about hers and how she feels about me. I want her to want to fuck me again. And again. And again. I want access to her pussy twenty-four, seven if I’m being completely honest. I could write songs about her fucking cunt that would have a nun wishing she could taste her from the description I would use.

“Want to take a shower with me?” she asks quietly, and I nod. “Ok.” We’re both silent as we walk slowly to the bathroom, our fingers entwined as we enter the room. She turns on the light, smiling at me shyly. Her cheeks are pink. Her ass looks good enough to bite as she turns to the shower and bends over in front of me, her red fucking panties stretching across her backside. I can’t help it. I grab at her hips and shove myself into her, knocking her body forward. But I don’t let her go. I repeat the motion a few times, my cock straining incredibly hard against my dark underwear. Alina just lets me use her for a second, allowing me to take the lead.

“You like that, Lina Girl?” I ask her and she nods, embarrassment clearly present upon her face. “You don’t have to hide what you like from me, ok?” She smiles and nods a little more confidently. “I want to hear it all, baby. Everything that makes you wet and want me.” She sucks in a sudden breath, her arousal flaring.

“I like it when you talk dirty to me. Tell me you want to fuck me,” she demands, and my brows shoot up in surprise. I recover quickly and crowd her space again as she reaches for my bare chest and I circle her with my arms, caging her in.

“Alina Timber. I’ve been wanting to fuck you since I laid eyes on you in detention today. And I want to keep fucking you until you tell me how sick of me you are and force me to leave youalone,” I say with a deadly serious stare into her green eyes. She laughs, to my surprise.

“I’ll never be done with you, Bash. I’ve never in my life felt so connected to someone. I feel like I’m falling for you,” she says all too quickly for her to realize the depth of what she’s spoken before she can take it back. She freezes and covers her mouth with her delicate fingers, her eyes welling with tears. “Oh, fuck,” she breathes out, terrified for a different reason now. I won’t leave her hanging to face this alone.

“I feel like I’m falling for you too, Lina Girl.” I grab her face and kiss her, not allowing her to wallow in her fear. If she’s unsure about how I feel, then I let my kiss be the thing to tell her just how perfect she is without words. To show her how much she means to me already. I open her mouth with my tongue. She lets me inside without hesitation. I’m so eager to stick my dick into her as I thrust my hips against hers, but I want to make sure I do this right. She’s been dripping for me all night and I know how quickly that can change if she doesn’t feel comfortable.

Steam floats around us as the bathroom heats up and I remove my underwear while standing in front of her. She watches me curiously, her eyes roaming my dick fearlessly when I’m finally naked. I feel self-conscious because I care what she thinks of me. It’s new to me and somewhat nerve-wracking, but I stand bravely before her, grabbing at my dick and stroking it for comfort as she begins to remove her bra and panties.

Her naked cunt and tits take my breath away, like a punch to the stomach. I’ve seen them all night, but each time they’re revealed, I’m absolutely useless. It takes everything in me not to collapse before her at her perfection.

“Bash,” she says quietly as I meet her eyes after ripping mine away from her breasts.

“Yes, Lina Girl?” I reply. She goes to ask something, but stops herself, turning a brilliant shade of pink before remainingmute. “It’s ok, baby. What is it?” I step up to her and grab her upper arms, rubbing them softly, trying to keep my eyes on her and not her nipples or glistening pussy.

I don’t want to scare her away.

“I want to put you in my mouth,” she says, looking at the shower and not at me.

I grin.

She wants to give me head?

Holyfuck, if she only knew how hot that is.

“Please don’t be embarrassed,” I say soothingly as she finally meets my eyes. “I’d love that.”

“You would?” she squeaks as I nod. “Can you teach me?” she whispers, and I nod again.

Alina:

Bash walks over to the toilet, throwing the lid down before sitting upon it. God, his fucking dick is gorgeous. I’ve never been more fascinated with something. It’s proud and thick. The way he holds it in his hand makes my pussy juice as I watch him casually stroke it.

I bite my lip.

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