Page 43 of Under Pressure

Her eyes lock with mine, lips parting. “What about here?” Her tongue comes out to touch her bottom lip and I lose the will to resist her any longer, bending my head down to take her mouth in a hot kiss.

My hand cradles her jaw, her skin soft against my fingertips. Her natural sweetness combined with the lingering scents of sugar and vanilla in the kitchen has me craving more, exploring her mouth with my tongue.

She brings her hands up to thread her fingers in my hair and I have to admit I love the sensation. The way her nails lightly scratch my scalp, the light pressure she applies. It feels like heaven.

I grab her hips and lift her onto the cleared countertop, stepping in between her legs. She eagerly wraps them around my waist, using her hold on my head to bring me closer, and gives an excited moan.

The sound sends a rush of lust through me. Does she have any idea how sexy she is? My hands slide down to her ass, palming it and squeezing, urging her nearer until our fronts are plastered together. She rubs her chest against mine slowly, the friction just enough to have me panting.

“Bedroom?”

“Yeah.”

I pick her up and she guides me to the last room down the hall. I set her down gently on the fluffy white duvet and take a moment to lean back, looking at her. Her lips are swollen, eyes hungry with lust. Christ, she looks sensual.

I move over her slowly until she’s flat on the bed underneath me and tilt my head to kiss her neck, trailing my lips down to her chest.

She makes a needy sound as I make contact with her breasts over her shirt, her fingers back in my hair, sifting through the strands.

“Let’s see, I’ve kissed you here”—I bring my hand up to her mouth to sweep my thumb over her bottom lip—“and here.” I nuzzle her breast. “I wonder where else I could kiss?”

Her eyes widen as I make my way down her body, pressing a soft kiss to the juncture of her thighs. Her lids close and hips tilt slightly up in pleasure. Yes, that’s just how I want her.

When my fingers unbutton her jeans, though, she stiffens.

“What is it?” I ask, leaning on my elbows.

“It—it’s just…” She swallows, then tries again. “No guy has ever… kissed me there.”

A thrill runs through me at her confession. I’d be the first guy to go down on her? Not that it should matter at all. If anything, it should turn me off. I like girls who have experience. Right?

I push that thought aside. “Do you want me to? Do you want to try it at least?”

She nods. “I do. Can you just… go slow?”

I smirk, trying to diffuse her nervousness. “You know you’ll be begging me to go faster at some point.”

“I’m counting on it,” she murmurs.

I swallow. Fuck, this girl gets me going.

I brush my hand lightly over her, teasing, the same as I did in the lab earlier this week. When she’s squirming, I slowly unzip her jeans and urge her out of them, along with the rest of her clothes.

As I shed the last bit of her clothing, I pause to look my fill, her hair a wild array across the pillow, her pale skin like porcelain against the pure white duvet. She’s an erotic angel, all innocent face with sultry, passion-filled eyes.

“Will you undress too?” she asks shyly, sitting up and putting her hands under the hem of my T-shirt. “I don’t want to be the only one naked.”

I hold my arms up for her to strip my shirt off, more than just my clothes coming off as she takes off my jeans and boxers next, her eyes hot on me. It’s like she’s exposing me, baring something private that I didn’t expect. And don’t like.

I shake off the feeling, covering her body, gaining control again and give her a long, deep kiss. Her lips yield to mine, submissive to me. Ready for what’s next.

“Let me lick you,” I whisper in her ear, and move my hand directly over her core, “right here.” I delve my middle finger into her and the slow groan she lets out coupled with her wetness lets me know she’s prepared.

“Yes,” she breathes. “Yes.”

I kiss my way south until I’m exactly where I want to be, parting her folds, and use the flat of my tongue to lick her slowly.

She makes a strangled sound, pushing her hips up, and I move my hands over her hip bones to hold her in place as I continue to tease her, going slow like she asked.

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