Page 118 of Girls Will Be Girls
“Yes?” Lou steps up closer to me.
As he crowds over me, his lips lower to my lips again, and our bodies start moving up the stairs in unison, needing to get to the bed now. He holds his hand tightly on me and his other arm at the side to make sure I don’t stumble going backward. Out of all the things he’s done today, that’s not the thing I thought would make me feel like I have hearts in my eyes.
Before he lets me get on the bed, he unclasps my bra and throws it over the balcony. We hear a gentle smack as it hits the ground, and a giggle bubbles out of me, but he kisses it away instantly, smiling against my lips.
Lou basically throws me on the bed, taking no time at all until he’s on top of me.
I let out another moan as he pushes into me, and I can feel how hard he is against my inner thigh.
I claw at his shirt, trying to tell him to get it off with my frantic movements, but Lou is already moving, kissing, sucking, and pinching his way down my body.
His lips and tongue circle around my nipple, releasing it with a wet pop, before copying his movements on the other. When his teeth scrape the sensitive skin of my lower stomach next to my hip bone, my hips buck up at him with a dire need to feel more of him.
The way his fingers dig into my hips and how he’s smiling up at me tells me he liked that reaction a lot.
He twists his fingers into the sides of my underwear and pulls them down my legs. We both laugh as I help kick them off my feet where they tangle.
With my feet back on the bed, I feel a hint of shyness coming through as I watch Lou completely clothed, rake his eyes over my completely naked body. He takes his time like he’s playing a word search along my skin.
I try to force myself to feel confident. Knowing that he likes his view.
His hand finally comes down to my thigh, squeezing possessively before it moves further up and spreads me wider.
“You good?” He smiles up at me, meeting my eyes.
“Mmhm.” I nod. “You?”
He nods silently for a moment. “I’m trying not to rush.” He says. “But fuck you are turning me on.”
I let out a slightly nervous laugh. “Good?”
He laughs, stroking my thigh before gripping it harder.
He nods up at me. “What do you want me to do?”
“What doyouwant to do?” I push back playfully.
He grins. “I want to fuck you right here.” He runs his finger through my middle, spreading my wetness higher up. “I want to make you come over and over.” He presses his thumb over my quickly swelling clit. “I want to make you scream.”
I buck my hips to feel the pressure of his touch, my lips releasing a soft moan as my head falls back.
“But first, I want to do what you want.” He pulls his hand away abruptly.
I lift up onto my elbows to look at him. “Do that. I want you to do that.”
He smirks. “You can’t pick my answer, that’s cheating.”
“Ugh.” I fall back on my back with a huff. “How are you still so annoying?”
He chuckles, both of his hands running up my thighs now. “What do you want, baby girl?”
I sigh exasperated. “Guys don’t usually want to do it.” I almost whisper.
“Do what?”
“You know.” I sit back up on one elbow, waving my arm in a circle over me. “Go down there,” I say.
“That’s what you want?” He smiles. “Me down there?” He nods down at me.
