Page 88 of The Alternate Captain
I cringe. “No, but let’s not talk about it.”
“Okay... what then?”
“Don’t look so scared. Or maybe do, I don’t know.” I shrug. “But... fuck. You’re not helping me here, Kelly. Because I’ve been having the dirtiest thoughts about you and now your hand is right next to my dick. And I told you, I don’t think I can contain myself any longer.”
“Oh,” she says, biting her lip.
I want to bite her lip too, hear that little quiver of excitement fall from her lips as I work my way into a deeper kiss.
But I don’t.
“Yeah.” My lips find the crease of her neck and she smells of soap and something else that is distinctly Kelly, and it drives mewild. It’s her feminine smell that’s sort of like strawberries and vanilla. And I love it.
“Wanna tell me?” she says, leaning her head to the side, giving me more of her neck.
“You know I’m terrible with words,” I say, running my lips over her skin.
And she giggles just a little, rubbing her hand through my hair as she whimpers.
“Wanna show me?” Her voice is teasing now, and my throat makes a noise that sounds almost feral.
Lust-filled eyes. From me and from her. Because my body is buzzing with excitement.
I spring into action. Rolling her onto her back, I coax her out of her T-shirt and toy with the fabric of her bra, wondering why the hell she’s got one on in the first place.
“Are you a boob or a bum guy?” she asks.
“I’m a you guy,” I say, reaching around and fumbling with the clip of her bra.
I’m rewarded after only a minor delay, my fingers gripping the clasp just enough.
She’s got curves and creamy skin. And nipples that have my mouth watering—I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to find her.
“You’re beautiful,” I say, taking a deep breath.
My fingers dance along her collarbone as I toss her bra across the room. I trace my index finger between her breasts before following the curve of her left boob, working my way in a spiral, ending right at her nipple.
Her chest rises and falls, and I lean down and kiss her again, nibbling on her lip as I tentatively pull at her nipple.
“I’ve had lots of thoughts about these, Kelly,” I whisper into her ear. The lust taking over.
“Yeah?” she breathes.
I nod and shift my body down onto the bed slightly before flicking my tongue right across her left nipple. Watching it getharder by the second. Her breathing deepens as I move my hand over to her other nipple, pulling at it slightly.
She shivers and moans in such an erotic tone. It sends a jolt straight to my already hard dick, which is now fucking painful.
I can’t hold back. With one hand pulling and teasing one nipple, I flick and suck the other with my tongue, completely lost in how she writhes and moans beneath me.
She draws in a breath as I move my hand away from her nipple, her skin hot underneath my palm as I move my hand across her chest, then down to her stomach.
“Do you know I’m crazy about you?” I say, watching the path of my hand. I stop right above her waistband, and I can tell she’s waiting, waiting for more, because she bucks her hips ever so slightly. Enough for me to notice. “What do you need, Kelly?”
“Johnny—”
“I’ve been wondering how you’ll feel, and how you’ll taste, and how I ever went a day without knowing.”
“And what if I’d sent you away tonight?” she whispers, a smile playing on her lips.
