Page 43 of Promise Me Ever After
The house was in darkness and I thanked God it looked like Mum wasn’t home or was at least already in bed. As quietly as I could, I opened the front door. Silence greeted us. I switched on the hall light and Georgie blinked, getting used to the brightness.
“Nice place,” she murmured.
“It’s even nicer upstairs.” I held out my hand. She took it and I led her up the stairs to my room.
Now I wished I’d had the foresight to tidy it. There was a heap of work clothes waiting to be washed in one corner, video game controllers on the bed, and a small stack of empty plates with various leftovers on the top one, half a dozen mugs and two glasses all balanced precariously on the bedside table. Georgie’s gaze took in the sight, resting on the dirty plates.
She half turned to me, her nose wrinkling. “Really? I bet your housemates love you.”
I opened my mouth to put her right about the housemates part, but ‘still living with my mum’ didn’t really have a sexy edge to it. Without looking at her, I cleared a space on the bed. When I turned back, she had already discarded her coat and kicked off her boots.
Suddenly, I felt out of my depth. Georgie was older, no doubt more experienced, and for the first time in a long time I froze with nerves. Used to being the one in charge, it seemed as if the tables had turned. Georgie was no student looking for a summer romance.
For a moment, nothing existed except Georgie and me.
Taking a deep breath, I closed the distance between us and pulled her closer. Without her heels, she was shorter than me and stared up, hazel green eyes full of want, tinged with a slight air of vulnerability. Our lips met, kissing the light and the dark until our lips were numb. I traced her bottom lip with the pad of my index finger, teasing the seam of her mouth, hearing a tiny gasp escape. My dick twitched at the sound. I wanted to hear more, wanted to hear her calling my name as I watched her come undone.
“That dress…” I rasped, my lips trailing kisses down the side of her neck.
In a fluid motion, without breaking contact, she wriggled out of the material, pushing it over her hips until it slithered to a pool around her ankles. I caught a glimpse of the silky black bra and panties covering her milky skin and I groaned, my dick getting harder. If I didn’t take things a little slower, it was all going to be over, and I’d be like an embarrassingly horny teenager who’d had his first wet dream about his teacher. Placing my hands on her hips, I steered her towards the bed until she tipped backwards onto the mattress. Instinctively, Georgie spread her legs and my gaze was drawn to her pussy. I wanted to rip those panties off her.
Control, Alex, control.
But I couldn’t wait any longer. I pulled my shirt over my head and dropped to my knees at the end of the bed, desperate to feel every single one of her responses to my touches. Bending my head, I feathered a trail of kisses up her right thigh, deliberately pulling back as I moved past her clit and back down her left thigh. Her muscles tensed, fingers clutching at the fabric of the duvet at the tease. Fuck, I wanted her so badly, had done pretty much since the moment I’d laid eyes on her. Impatience got the better of me and with one swift motion, I yanked her panties off and tossed them to one side.
Georgie wriggled up the bed a little, pushing herself up onto her elbows. Her lips were parted, her tongue darting out to moisten them. Wide eyes fixed me with anticipation.
My lip curled, and I slid a finger inside her without removing my gaze from hers. She let out a breathy moan and I didn’t think I’d ever heard a sweeter sound.
“So wet for me already,” I growled. My thumb brushed across her clit and I felt her tense around my finger. “You like that?”
I didn’t have to ask; her body was answering for her. Continuing my slow tease, I increased the pressure on her clit, my thumb moving in circles. Her breathing grew shallower the more I pressed and circled, her hips beginning to jerk in tiny motions. She dropped back onto the bed, head thrown back, husky gasps coming from her mouth. My dick jerked to attention, pressing against the buttons of my jeans uncomfortably. I stilled, letting her orgasm drown her, before removing my fingers, coated in her arousal. The sound of her recovery filled the room, until she shuddered out a long sigh.
Georgie lifted her head, her intense gaze on me. “Well, that’s the best birthday present I’ve had today.”
Cocking my head to one side, I fixed her with a hard stare. “Oh, believe me, I’ve got more where that came from.”
Pushing me away from her, she sat up and reached around her back, unfastening her bra and dropping it on the floor by the bed. Her naked tits were absolutely perfect, nipples standing to attention. I grunted, stood up and yanked off my jeans and boxers. Opening the drawer to the bedside table, I pulled out a condom and put it on. Turning back to the bed, I saw Georgie had moved onto her hands and knees, the sight of her curvaceous arse tempting me. Shit, I really wasn’t going to last long. Kneeling behind her, I easily slid my dick inside. I trailed my fingers down her spine, watching her shudder underneath me. My eyes closed as I settled into a rhythm, losing myself in the feel of being inside her. When I felt Georgie clench around me, I couldn’t help it and thrust into her one last time, letting out a loud groan. I pulled out and collapsed on the bed. Within seconds, Georgie had snuggled against me, her head resting on my chest.
“More presents,” she murmured. “I should have a birthday more often.”
I chuckled, pleased she didn’t seem phased by the early finish. “We can make that happen.”
“Glad to hear it.” She closed her eyes, a contented smile settling over her gorgeous features.
I brushed her blonde hair away from her face and kissed her temple. “Happy Birthday, Georgie.”
19
Georgie
When I wokethe following morning, I had a raging thirst and a warm, pleasant feeling running through my body. Propping myself up on one elbow, I stared at Alex, snoring gently on the other side of the bed. I reached over to brush his dark blond hair away from his face, a smile creeping across my lips.
Last night had been… everything.
A surprise party.
A romantic walk along the waterfront.
