“There.Now that’s more like it.”
I grabbed hold of her thigh, just under her skirt, and kneaded the warm skin, barely creeping my hand higher with each squeeze.
She stilled before releasing a breath and sliding her fingers up my chest to my shoulders.
“Thank you,” she murmured in my ear.“I really liked that.”
I had no idea what she was thankingmefor.I was the one who’d gotten off here.But I murmured, “Good,” as I relaxed against the support beam to get more comfortable on the hard floor.“Except that’s not at all how the Happy Kitty goes.”
She laughed again before whispering, “Oops.”But she didn’t seem to care that I hadn’t pleased her yet.Instead, she hugged me, wrapping both arms around my chest just under my arms and nestling her face on my shoulder.
“I can’t believe we just did that,” she whispered, burrowing even closer.
Everything inside me melted, making me hug her back and enjoy her softness.She was a small, bony thing with not a lot of cushion anywhere, but her hug felt like heaven.
Squinting into the dark, I tried to recall if I’d ever hugged a girl after a blowjob before.
I’m pretty sure I hadn’t.But I kind of dug it.
Huh.After-blowjob hugs were the best.
Makayla was turning out to be so much sweeter than I’d initially taken her for.
I tried to think up everything I knew about her, except there was surprisingly little.She came to class in a pack of three, so I usually hit on them as a unit, to which they always brushed me off as a group.I’d actually been surprised when she’d approached me tonight, asking for the Happy Kitty.But I guess rumors had gotten around, so she’d grown curious.
Thank God.
Still.I knew shit about her, other than she was a total sex goddess with BJs and she gave really good hugs.Something about her fingers gave me peace and contentment as they stroked over the base of my back.It made me want to actuallyknowher.
Running my thumb over her arm, I turned my face in toward hers.“Come back to my room with me.Stay the night.I want to go down on you in a nice, comfortable bed until the sun rises.”And while she was there, I could learn little pieces about her to fill my curiosity.
She was quiet for a moment before she whispered, “I can’t.”
“What do you mean, youcan’t?”My brow furrowed in confusion.“Of course you can.Come on.”I tugged on her hand playfully and tried to encourage her to rise, but she didn’t budge.“I want to see your face when I push inside you.I want to look into your eyes when you come.”
She pressed my back harder against the railing.“No.I really can’t.”
I tightened my grip on her waist.“Why not?You already got a guy or something?”
Shit, she hadn’t turned me into a cheater, had she?That wouldn’t fly with me.
But she said, “No.”
Jesus.Thank God.“Then why not?”Gripping her hair, I pulled her mouth to mine.“I promise you’ll like it.”
She whimpered and kissed me back willingly.I rubbed her back before slipping my palms over her waist and gripping her ass.
From there, I went up the back of her shirt.When I didn’t find anything else under her shirt but warm flesh, I broke from her mouth with a groan.
“Dammit, you’re not wearing a bra.”
Abandoning her spine, I gathered the fabric of the front of her shirt with not a whole lot of grace, lifting her slightly as I bent my head, and licked my lips as I sought nipples.
When I found one just underneath the bunched fabric, I moaned in delight, sucking it in deeply.
Her breasts weren’t large, just barely over a mouthful, but damn, they were pert.And those nipples.Her nipples really liked me.I swear, they were the longest, hardest, happiest nipples I’d ever met.And they stayed long and hard as I lapped at them like a cat.They quickly became my favorite nipples on the whole damn planet.
I didn’t mind the way their owner gasped and clutched my hair, arching while I paid them homage either.