Page 88 of Never Have I Ever
“Do you want to get out of here?” I rasp, trying to breathe properly.
She gives me a glance, and a mischievous smile bloom on her face. Her eyes dip to my jeans, and her smile widens. She knows I’m turned on, but instead of saying yes and heading to my car, she sighs and turns her head back to the shelf.
This girl is playing a dangerous game. I groan when she picks up an anal plug with a heart on the end and runs her fingers over it slowly. She is torturing me, and she knows it. “This one’s cute,” she says. “Let’s get this.”
I freeze. “Rosie. You know that’s a butt plug, right?”
She looks at me for a second and then nods. “I know. You ready to go?”
I’m speechless. My mouth waters at the thought of her tight asshole wearing a plug whilst I fuck her, and I freeze. The only way I move is because Rosie tugs on my hand, heading towards the register.
Shit. Is she actually buying an anal plug?
I snap out of all the dirty images of Rosie and hand the woman at the register my card. If she’s actually serious about this, I might as well get some lube. I grab the bottle near the exit and add it to the counter.
She narrows her eyes at me, and I ignore it, taking the card back and grabbing the small plastic bag, rushing us to my car.
“Why are you rushing?” she asks as we enter the car.
I start the engine, pull out of the parking lot, and speed home. “Rosie, I’m literally five seconds away from pulling this car over and showing you what that toy will feel like.”
“Oh,” she whispers. I look to my side, seeing her cheeks blush as she looks straight ahead.
I can’t get home fast enough. I’m practically speeding when I finally pull over to my house. I don’t even care if Aiden is home right now. All I care about is taking Rosie to my bed.
I pull her into me as soon as we reach my bedroom. I crash my mouth onto hers, and she yelps into my mouth, no doubt shocked by how much I need her right now, but she needs me just as much. She melts into me and wraps her arms around my neck.
I trail kisses down her jaw, neck, and chest as I rip off her cardigan, throwing it on the floor. “You think that was funny?” I ask her, pulling her tank top up and off her body. “Playing with me back at the store?” I bite her jaw, and she gasps, reaching for my t-shirt. I fumble with the buttons on her jeans while she rips my clothes off.
We’re a mess of arms and clothes, frantically trying to get closer to each other. Fuck, I need her right now.
I step back when her clothes are off, and she’s standing in nothing but white lacy underwear. I haven’t seen this yet. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her in that lacy thong since the moment I pulled it out of her bag, which seems like it was a lifetime ago.
I was so stupid, telling her I wouldn’t get involved with her like this, and now look at me, dying to get her in the shower and on my cock.
“Angel.” I exhale a shaky breath because, right now, standing in front of me with her blonde hair spread across her back, in nothing but her lacy white underwear, she looks like my kind of angel.
I reach for her waist and pull her flush against me, kissing her so hard. I unclasp her bra and pull off her panties, and she mirrors me, pulling my boxers down and off as we stumble backwards into my shower.
The water isn’t even on. We’re just grabbing onto each other, my tongue inside her mouth as I grab her ass in my hands. When we pull apart, she’s breathless, and her eyes are hazy, and I love it.
I grin as I turn the water on, allowing the warm water to run along our skin. Her hair sticks to her back as she tilts her head back, her eyes close as she starts to wash her body. I stare at her. I can’t keep my eyes off her. Since the very first day I saw her, I haven’t been able to keep my eyes off her.
I pour soap onto a rag and lather my body, and she opens her eyes, watching me as I run the soap all over my body while my other hand wraps around my dick, stroking it while I watch her soap up her body.
I lean forward, catching her nipple in my mouth, and she moans, tipping her head back. I get on my knees, my tongue dragging down her body until I reach the paradise between her legs. Her hands tangle in my hair while I kiss her pussy, soft and slow, not enough to make her lose control, but enough that she bucks her hips and whimpers, letting out those sounds that make my cock twitch.
I grab her hips and twist her body so her sweet ass is in my face, and she gasps when she feels my mouth on her cheeks. She plants her hands on the shower wall, the water cascading down her back. I knead her ass cheeks in my hand, spreading them apart, and dive in, licking that tight hole that’s driven me to insanity.
She lets out a mixture between a gasp and a moan as she tries to move away from me, but I grip her hips in place and kiss her asshole until she’s breathing heavily and plants her face to the shower wall, her knees buckle as she struggles to stand and I pull back, giving her ass a squeeze.
“I think you’re clean enough,” I tell her, lifting off of my knees and twisting her around so she faces me. “Ready to get dirty again?”
Her lips part, her breathing unsteady, and then she nods.
We get out of the shower, not bothering to dry off as I push her onto the bed so she’s laying on her back, her hair spread out on my bed, and I stare at her, wanting this image to stay in my mind forever.
I reach for the bag and take out the lube and plug and throw them on the bed beside her. “You sure about this?” I ask her.
