Page 38 of My Trainer Neighbor
"You had me.You've been pushing me away all week."
"I was scared."
"I know."I set her on the bed and stood back to look at her.Hair messed up, blouse untucked, cheeks flushed."But you're not scared now, are you?"
"Not of this."She reached for the buttons of her blouse."Never of this."
"Let me."I caught her hands and pinned them gently to the bed."I've been thinking about undressing you all week."
I took my time with each button, watching her squirm as I revealed more skin.When I finally peeled the blouse off her shoulders, she was breathing hard and her nipples were visible through the thin lace of her bra.
"You're killing me," she gasped.
"Good."I traced one finger along the edge of her bra, not quite touching where she wanted."You've been killing me for seven days.Turnabout's fair play."
"Shawn, please."
"Please what?"
"Touch me.I need you to touch me."
I loved hearing her beg.Loved watching her lose that control she clung to so desperately."Where do you want me to touch you, Nicole?"
"Everywhere."She arched up, pressing her breast into my palm."Please."
I gave in, finally taking her nipple into my mouth through the lace.She cried out, her hands flying to my hair.I worked her through the fabric until she was writhing beneath me, then moved to the other breast.
"Off," she demanded, tugging at my shirt."I want this off."
I pulled back long enough to yank my shirt over my head, and she immediately ran her hands over my chest and abs, her touch hungry and possessive.
"I've been thinking about this too," she admitted."Every night this week.Lying in bed, remembering how you feel."
"Just feel?"I unzipped her skirt and slid it down her legs, leaving her in nothing but black lace."Or did you remember other things?"
Her face flushed."Other things."
"Tell me."I settled between her thighs, running my hands up her legs."I want to hear what you were thinking about."
"Your mouth," she said, her voice barely audible."How you use your mouth on me."
"Like this?"I pressed a kiss to her inner thigh, high enough that she gasped.
"Yes."
"Tell me more."
"Your hands.How you touch me like you can't get enough."
I ran my hands up her sides, thumbs brushing the undersides of her breasts."I can't get enough.Every time with you, I just want more."
"Shawn."My name came out as a plea.
"What do you need, baby?"
"You.Inside me.I need to feel you."
I made quick work of the rest of our clothes, then settled between her thighs."Look at me."
