Page 29 of Teased By My Roommate

HAWK

After kissing each other during the entire drive home, I barely made it through the door of our apartment before pulling Lila's dress up over her head. Her glossy dark hair fanned around her as she laughed, pulling off my jacket and tie.

"Sweet Jesus," I breathed, staring at her slender but curvy figure barely covered by silver gray lingerie.

"A lady must dress correctly from the inside out," she said.

I threw my shirt aside, then led us into my bedroom. "My lady is breathtaking." My hands slipped around her back to unfasten her bra, letting her tip forward so she could shake it off.

Tossing it behind me, I wrapped my lips around one pretty pink nipple, then the other. Lila leaned back into my palm pressed against her shoulder blades. My other hand dropped to slip inside her panties, which were drenched. Sliding my fingers through her wet pussy lips, her soft moans made my cock positively throb with need.

My middle finger glided inside so easily I almost didn't realize I was doing it. Lila's legs began to tremble, so I lifted her to the bed and pulled her panties slowly down her legs.

"If you keep squirming your hips like that, I can't be held responsible for my actions," I said sternly.

"Okay," she breathed, spreading her legs wide for me. I loved seeing her so frantic from desire.

As my palms skimmed up her inner thighs, her soft body trembled. The first lick of my tongue through her pussy triggered a sobbing, choked sound and Lila's fingers grabbed onto my hair.

The taste of her sweet juices was too much. Reaching down to quickly unfasten my belt and pants, I had to give my dick some breathing room.

Encouraging a proper young lady to give in to physical desire to the point where she couldn't see straight anymore was wildly satisfying. My finger slipped into her soaking pussy slowly, teasingly, moving in and out.

"Tell me what you need, Lila," I breathed across her silky skin.

She hesitated only a second, then whispered, "Your tongue. Please."

I was impressed that she spoke up right away. "Good," I murmured as the tip of my tongue swirled around her swollen, needy clit. "I want you to always tell me what you need, baby."

Fluttering my tongue, I waited until I could feel the tension building, feel her legs begin to clamp around me. Then I switched to sharp upward strokes, flattening my entire tongue as I ran it across the surface of her hot little button.

Her breath sounded ragged, nearly painful as she moaned. My tongue and finger became more forceful, controlling her pleasure as she began to twitch.

I'd never felt so deeply connected with anyone or anything. Her pleasure was my pleasure. I was completely tuned in to every breath, every trembling flutter. Turning my palm up, I added a second finger, finding her g-spot and rubbing against it as I licked harder and faster.

Lila made a strange hoarse sound, then her spine curled up as she stared wide-eyed, shaking as deep tremors ran through her. When she collapsed back onto the bed, I lapped up her juices, then kissed her inner thigh down to her knee.

I stood up and grinned down at her. "I hope that my little woman likes to do laundry. If you keep making a mess like this all over my sheets, it's going to be your job."

Lila's light laugh stopped the second my pants hit the floor. Stripping completely, I lay beside her on the bed.

My cock was so hard my stomach muscles were straining. The pressure was so intense that I wondered if my reaction to Lila would ever calm down. Every single second that we were together was creating a new memory that burned into my soul.

"You make me so hot, baby," I murmured against her lips, pulling our bodies together until it felt like every inch of skin possible was touching.

She squirmed gently, pressing her breasts against my pecs. "I can't believe what you do to me," she whispered.

"Tell me about it," I groaned, throwing her leg around my hip as I pulled us closer.

She took my length in her hand and stroked her pussy with it, wetting my skin with her juices. "I would never have been able to do something like this before," Lila smiled sweetly.

"Because it's improper, or because you're shy?"

"Both."

Fisting the back of her hair, I kissed her deeply, possessively, as the tip of my cock parted her wet pussy lips.

"Not anymore," I rasped. "You can't be shy around me. Just open, and honest, and as horny as you want."

"And as soon as my mother formally approves of you, I'll be allowed to kiss you," she laughed.

"You're never going to give a single fuck what she thinks again," I growled, easing my length inside her. "It's just you and me, baby. We belong together. I'm going to spoil you rotten with my love until you can't take it anymore."

Lila's pretty lips fell open as she gasped, "Hawk."

She was the only woman who really knew the real me. I was the only man who truly knew her.

And I already knew it would be this way for the rest of our lives.

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