Page 50 of Searching for Sadie
"I liked watching you out there. That was the first hockey game I've ever been to."
"Really? I'm hoping my parents didn't say anything too weird."
"Not at all, they were wonderful."
"Good. I'm glad you enjoyed it. I'll have to take you to a real hockey game when the Magic season starts back up."
"I'd like that."
The words fell away as the movie started. Her head fell onto his shoulder as his fingers traced small circles on her soft arm. As the zombies filled the screen, he pulled her close and she snuggled into his side. His life had been filled with many wonderful moments, and this was one of them.
At an intense part of the movie, she turned her face into his shoulder shielding her eyes from the gore on the screen. She peeked up at him with a sheepish grin.
"Scared?" he asked with a cocky smirk.
She batted at his chest playfully.
"Not scared, that was just gross."
"I have to admit, grossing you out wasn't what I was hoping would happen tonight," he said as he gently cupped her face.
"Oh yeah? What were you thinking would happen tonight?"
Her gaze heated and he held her jaw. "Maybe this," he said as he lowered his lips to her.
She gave a low moan as her lips parted slightly. That was all he needed. He slid the hand that had been cupping her jaw into her hair and deepened this kiss. His tongue swept into her mouth as she made another delicious little noise.
Before long the movie was forgotten as Sadie stretched out on the couch and Lucas lay beside her kissing her and running his hands along all the dips and curves of her luscious body. He could get lost in the decadence of this woman. While he yearned to get his hands on her without any clothes on, he was more than happy to be here with her like his. He cupped her breast, feeling it's full weight and the faintest hint of a hard nipple through her sweatshirt and all the other clothes she had on.
She sat up and slipped her sweatshirt up over her head leaving her in leggings and a t-shirt. Lucas was barely holding onto the control he had. This woman was testing him in all the best ways.
Once she laid back down, her hands started getting a little braver. They slipped under his shirt until her small soft hand was resting on his belly. He was already hard, but the feel of her hands on his body had him just about ready to burst out of his pants.
Then her hand began to travel lower until they were at the button of his jeans. Damn. He didn't want to push her, but neither of them were small people, and there was somewhere much more comfortable to do this. If this was indeed what she wanted to do.
"Sadie," he said between pressing kisses to her neck. "I'm more than happy to keep doing what we're doing, so no pressure, but my bed is a little roomier."
She moaned and nodded. He needed more than that. So as much as it pained him, he stopped kissing her and pulled back to check in.
"Do you want to go upstairs with me?"
"Yes," she said with a clear nod.
That was what he was looking for. He cupped her face and kissed her. This wasn't the indulgent exploratory kisses they'd been sharing. No, this kiss was more. His tongue plundered her mouth, invading her senses. She moaned as her fingers dug into his back.
Fuck.
Somehow, he managed to force himself to break the kiss. When he pulled back, her pupils blown, her lips pink and swollen, and her eyes a little lust drunk.
Yeah, they needed to move this upstairs. He wanted Sadie more than he had wanted anyone in a long time.
After pressing just one more kiss to her lips, he stood from the couch and offered her a hand to help her up. Next thing heknew he was hypnotized by the sway of her ass as they made their way up to his bedroom. There was a very large and loud part of his brain telling him not to fuck this up, to last long, and make it so good for her. She deserved all that and more.
When she got to the top of the stairs she turned to him to see which way they were going. That struck him as a bit strange, their houses were structurally identical. Surely, she knew where the large bedroom was. But he guided her to his room with a sturdy hand on the small of her back.
Once they were in the room, he pushed the door shut behind him. The only light illuminating the room was the full moon from the open window. It might be dim, but it was more than enough to see Sadie. He walked over and sat on the bed before guiding Sadie between his legs. She was so short that while he was sitting, she was only a little taller than him. His head was right at the height of her amazing tits.
She bent her head and kissed him as he toyed with the hem of her shirt. He didn't want to rush things or push her since she'd stopped him previously, but if he had his way right now, he would strip her naked and push her down on the bed and worship her pussy until she couldn't take it any longer. Then he would bury himself inside of her. Then they would collapse into bed together and way up still holding each other. And in the morning, he would slip out of bed to wake her up with a warm cup of coffee and breakfast in bed, before he did it all over again.
