Page 31 of Level Me Up

“You’re going to have to teach me some video game stuff, like general knowledge stuff, if I’m going to hang around here more. I’ve probably been completely lost at least five times tonight when you and the guys and Bernie start talking shop.”

“Oh yeah? No problem. I could arrange some tutoring,” I say leaning in. She bites her bottom lip, and now it’s all I can look at.

“Yeah…that sounds like a great idea,” she says in a whisper. I can’t stand it anymore, so I lean all the way into her and claim her mouth in a kiss.

Before I know it, our much-desired kiss turns intense. My hands are everywhere on her. Running up her arms, in her hair, cupping her face. Then they move to her thighs, then her legs. With her arms wrapped around me and her hands in my hair, she starts pulling me closer to her, like she can’t get close enough fast enough. She makes this sexy little moan when I pull her onto my lap. This new position seems to light her on fire.

I fall onto my back, bringing her with me, not breaking the kiss. She adjusts so she is straddling me. I reach around and grip her ass, and she lets out another sexy noise. I know we are getting carried away, but it feels like we’ve been leading up to this moment since she introduced herself back in California. I can’t stop it. I don’t want to stop it. I need her, like this, right now.

A knock comes from the door. And her body goes rigid, and she breaks the kiss. I know that whoever is at the door won’t open it, so I lift my head off the bed and kiss the soft skin right under her ear. Her body softens slightly. Then I slowly move down her neck as we hear Simon clear his throat, “Yo, getting ready to playBomber Man. The girls are wondering if they’ll see Morgan again tonight.”

And just like that, the progress I was making to bring her back into the moment diminishes, and she instantly becomes still again. This time, I stop kissing her and say just loudly enough for him to hear me, “Yeah, be out in a minute.”

He says nothing in reply.

She looks me in the eyes, and I fully expect to see embarrassment, but instead her eyes are tantalizing with want. She leans down and kisses my nose with a smile. Then climbs off me and says, “Looks like you’re gonna need a minute alright,” as she draws her eyes over the raging erection in my pants and smirks in satisfaction. Which is a new look on her, one that I like way too much. And so does my dick. A lot.

I groan and push my hands through my hair. Through my forearms, I say “You looking at me like that isn’t going to speed up the process any.”

She giggles her apology as I sit up. I lean over and give her peck on the check. I’ve wanted to ask her something since the minute she walked in our front door tonight. But my whispered question comes out more like a desperate demand. “Stay the night.”

She bites her lip, and it takes everything in me not to grab the same lip with my own teeth. She eyes me out of the corner of her eye, and asks “Will you give me my first tutoring lesson?”

I pull back enough to see her face which wears a sexually suggestive smile, and I say in all seriousness, “Absolutely.”

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