Page 84 of The First Time
"The roadies aren't paying attention to us."
"They're used to us."
She moves closer. "I should probably study."
"You should."
Her fingers brush my thigh. "I can't think about anything when you're this close."
Fuck, my body is on fire.
She slides her hands around my neck. She shifts onto my lap so she's straddling me. Her voice gets soft, vulnerable. "I don't want to think about anything else."
Me either.
Fuck, the tone of her voice—
Her soft body against mine—
I have a million objections, but every one of them evaporates as she runs her fingertips up and down my neck. Then one hand is digging through my hair, tugging at my hair, and the only thing I want is her tugging at my hair like that as she comes.
Fuck the consequences.
Fuck what happens tomorrow.
I need to make her come. Now.
"Do you want this?" Her blue eyes fix on mine.
I press my palms into her upper back and pull her into a kiss.
Her eyelids flutter together.
Her lips press against mine.
She's hungry, eager. Her lips part to make way for my tongue. Her thighs squeeze my legs.
Fuck, she tastes good and the way she's moaning against my mouth and tugging at my hair—
I need her moaning like that.
Her groans get heavier. Louder. She arches her back to push her breasts into my hands.
My body takes over.
I push her bra out of the way so I can cup her breast. She feels good against my hand. So good I can barely manage to tease her.
No matter how badly my cock is screamingnow, I can't rush this.
I rub her nipple with my thumb. Harder. Harder. Hard enough she has to break our kiss to gasp.
Fuck, that sound is magic. "I want to make you come, Piper."
"Kit," she breathes. "Yes."
The way she says my name makes me harder. I swear I'm about to rip a hole in these jeans.
I press my palms against her ass and lift her body. Then I drag one hand up her thigh. Her eyes fill with need as my fingers get closer.
