Page 14 of Fumbling in the Dark

Not being able to take it this slow any longer, I crash my lips against hers in a fury. We both deepen the kiss as we explore each other. The moment I pop open her bra, I know that everything is going to change, and I can’t wait. The cups of her bra hangs over her breasts, hiding them from me. I take the moment to slow things back down, just for that moment, and pull them down her arms, revealing the most perfect brown nipples I’ve ever seen.

My mouth waters at the sight. Using my hands, I anchor her, leaning her back and taking one of them into my mouth. Swirling my tongue around each of them, Janae runs her hand through my hair and tightens her fingers with every movement.

Not being able to wait any longer, I flip her over onto her back. Her hair is a mess, laid out in a dark brown halo, covered in dirt. But she’s never looked more beautiful.

Releasing her, my hands glide down her body until I get to the waistband of her jeans. Teasing her a bit, I rub my fingers underneath the band for a moment, but Janae is not having that. She moves her hands to her own jeans. “Let me help you,” she breathes out.

Fuck, she must be as impatient as me. I watch as Janae pops open her jeans and tugs them down her legs. It’s the sexiest strip tease I’ve ever seen because it’sherthat’s doing it. She only gets to about her knees when I see that she’s struggling some. Thistime I don’t wait. I grab her jeans and pull them the rest of the way off.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” I tell her. My eyes gaze over her. Her skin has a pink glow from the Vegas lights below us, and I think this is my favorite moment of all time. Even better then the day I was drafted. Or my first football practice.

“Shane. I need you,” she moans.

Not wanting to make her wait any longer, I pull my own jeans off, leaving me in just my boxers. “All of it, Shane. I want to see you,” she demands.

And I’ll never not give her what she wants, so I pull my boxers all the way off, my cock springing forward. “Damn. I could tell you were big, but I didn’t know you were that big,” she gasps. “How is that going to fit?”

“Easy. You were made for me,” I tell her, while I grab the condom out of my pocket. When Janae sees what I’m doing, she shakes her head. “No condom. I have an IUD and I’m clean. I want to feel every bit of that monster.”

“I’m clean too. Honestly, I’ve only been with one other woman and that was my ex-girlfriend,” I inform her.

“Too much talking,” she mumbles as I settle between her legs.

Wrapping my hand around my cock, I jack it a few times while simultaneously rubbing it against the seam of her pussy, her wetness coating the tip. “Janae, you are so fucking wet.”

Her fingers grip the outside of my shoulders, and I can feel her nails dig into my skin when she mumbles, “That’s because you turn me on so much, Shane.”

Those words give me courage and I slowly push my dick into her tight pussy. Feeling her stretch around me, I relish the feeling of how she chokes me with every movement. When I’m finally in all the way, my chest is heaving, trying to hold back from coming just at the feel of her.

“Damn. You are so tight. But do you feel that? How you stretch around me perfectly?” I ask her. She doesn’t answer me at first, just trying to move underneath me. But I want her to understand what she means to me, even after just getting to know each other for a little bit. My hands tighten around her, not allowing either of us move until she answers me.

“Shane. I need you to move,” she wantonly says.

“Not until you tell me that you can feel how perfect we are for each other,” I demand.

Her eyes pop open as she stares into mine, pupils dilated, but she doesn’t say anything else, and a small part of me is doubting everything I’ve felt tonight, that she might walk away from everything. But she changes all of that with just a few words. “Yes. We’re perfect for each other.”

It’s at that moment I couldn’t wait any longer. We both begin to move, our bodies telling each other everything we’ve felt tonight but couldn’t say with words. Making promises to each other under the stars and lights of Vegas.

Her pussy tightens around my cock as her nails rake down my back. “Yeah, baby girl, that’s right. Come on my cock.”

One thing about Janae is she follows directions well because shortly after my words, she does exactly what I told her to do, bringing me along with her.

I hover over as we take in the moment and try to settle our racing hearts. She then grins at me. “That was amazing. Now, you have to take me on a second date.”

I kiss the tip of her nose. “I’m going to be taking you onallyour dates.”

Chapter eleven

Janae

My phone buzzes next to me, waking me from my dream about Shane. I feel like I’m drifting on a cloud. It was the best date I’ve ever been on and I hope I’ll never have to go on another first date again. But that shameful voice in the back of my head tells me that it’s too good to be true.

When my phone buzzes again, I click the side ignoring them. “I’ll get to everyone later. Right now, I don’t want my bubble to burst,” I mutter to no one in my room.

Getting up and ready for the day after being with Shane feels like I can do anything. That I can face anything. The smell of coffee and bacon is what actually gets me out of bed though, because I would love to spend most of my day fantasizing about Shane, but I know I have to take care of myself.

Following the scent, I head out to the kitchen where Sam is cooking at the stove. “Good morning, Sam,” I say as I pour myself a cup of coffee.

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