Page 75 of Unexpected Kisses

“I idolize him too. He’s such a smart kid.” I nod in agreement, then rest my head on AJ’s chest.

This is nice. Moving slowly together without an agenda and enjoying the moment rather than planning everything down to the smallest detail. Soft lips press against my temple and I breathe deeply, taking in AJ’s addictive scent. His strong heartbeat increases in tempo and his hand glides up my spine to grasp the back of my neck. His grip is sure as he tugs my head back, our eyes instantly finding each other in the dim light. It’s hard to tell, but I’m certain his pupils are dilated to match mine. The ache from before has returned in full force now, and I desperately want him to kiss me.

To touch me.

To make me his.

Everything falls away as we both move forward to meet midway.

The first press of his warm lips against the corner of my mouth has a sigh escaping.

The gentle swipe of his tongue across the soft pillows of my lips has me sinking into him.

His breath blending with mine has me opening to him eagerly.

He draws my bottom lip between his, then pulls away, returning moments later to tease me again. Finally, he delves his tongue into my mouth and we explore and taste, tempt and tease as I press into AJ’s firm body, ensuring every inch of me is touching every inch of him. His hard cock presses against my soft stomach, promising things yet to come. I slide my other hand around AJ’s torso, grasping the back of his T-shirt, then drag my short nails down the planes of his back. Our kiss deepens, heightening my senses and making my skin acutely sensitive to his roaming touch. Having his hands on me and being able to fully enjoy the experience is unreal and I relax.

Relax into AJ, into this moment, into his kiss.

He pulls away and places teasing kisses, biting my bottom lip before returning to a full-on assault. My temperature rises and my breaths are becoming labored, yet I need more. I need to feel his skin. Sliding my hands down his trim body, I locate the bottom of his T-shirt and slide my fingers beneath the fabric, making contact with his heated flesh. He moans and goosebumps erupt beneath my touch.

“Cupcake,” he whispers against my lips with a pant, his eyes heavy with need. “I want you so bad.”

“Me too.” Our lips connect again, deeper, more insatiable. Months of built-up desire finally have an outlet. AJ smooths his hand up my back, twisting in my hair and tugging the strands, sending fire licking through my scalp. “Mmm,” I moan into his mouth. He presses his impressive cock deeper into my stomach, making my clit pulse and I grasp the sides of his T-shirt to hold him to me.

He pulls his lips away, his eyes locked on mine as he slides his hands down my arms to collect both of my hands in his. “Let’s take this upstairs.”

I nod and follow him willingly—quite the turnabout from Thursday night. Was that only two nights ago? And while this may seem sudden, it’s been a long time coming. After many self-induced orgasms to thoughts of the man currently leading me into his bedroom, I’m going to finally get to experience him firsthand. Thursday doesn’t count because I was doing my bestnotto enjoy our time together—one of the most difficult things I’ve ever done. My nerves shoot through the roof when I finally realize the reality of what we’re about to do.

I’m going to have sex with AJ.

For real.

And not because I’m trying to get pregnant—though, that would be a great side-benefit—but because we’re hot for each other.

He closes the bedroom door and immediately pushes me up against it, where we resume our kiss. Our hands explore, gliding beneath fabric and roaming over heated flesh. His kisses make me dizzy with lust and I’m certain my panties are drenched. He slides his thigh between my legs and I use it to quell the ache in my pussy. His fingers trace their way up the zipper of my dress and he tugs the slider slowly downward, loosening the fabric. The straps fall from my shoulders, exposing the tops of my aching breasts. His eyes drop, quickly followed by his head as he kisses each mound in turn; lavishing my sensitive flesh with much-needed attention. I push my chest forward and his hands come up to cup each breast firmly, pushing them into his mouth.

“God, I love your body,” he moans, laying kisses across from one boob to the other. “Every single curve and dip. And I plan to explore them all tonight.” I sigh, holding his head to my heaving breast. His mouth feels amazing, the softness of his lips so different from the roughness of his end-of-day scruff. His tongue darts out, blazing a path across my flesh and I shiver. I wonder if I could come from this? His eyes dance up to mine from his position, and he gives me a devilish smirk as his thumbs rub back and forth across my peaked nipples. He knows exactly what he’s doing to me as I grind down on his thigh again.

Raising his hands, he kisses each shoulder softly as he slides the straps of my dress down my arms, making the fabric fall to the floor, leaving me in my matching lace teal panties and bra. I thank the heavens above I wore my matching set this morning. I was feeling low, so I thought I’d wear my best underwear to improve my mood. It always works. Sexy underwear beneath my clothes will always give me the lift I need.

He takes a step back, breathing heavily while his eyes scorch a trail over every inch of my body. I’m on the curvier side, but unlike Emma who was always self-conscious of her curves, especially after Preston’s constant put-downs, I’m proud of my shape. It’s feminine and sexy. AJ bends his knees and tips his head back with a groan, then drops his eyes back to me.

“Fucking stunning. I knew you would be and when I saw you in your bikini, it only confirmed what I already knew to be true. I can’t believe how lucky I am to have you standing in my bedroom like this.” With the tip of his finger, he tilts my chin up and takes my lips in a searing kiss I feel all the way to the tips of my toes. I press up and wrap my arm around his neck, holding him in place while I devour him as much as he’s devouring me. He walks backwards to the bed, his hands holding my wide hips, without breaking the seal of our lips.

Now that we’ve decided to try a relationship, I’m all in. I no longer need to fear the consequences of having sex with AJ, because I know we’re on the same page. Idoneed to be careful not to blurt the ‘L’ word, though. That wouldn’t be prudent the first time we have sex.Reallyhave sex. I’m not counting Thursday night’s fiasco. It’s probably best to wipe that experience from the memory banks.

I feel the clasp of my bra release and the cups give way, so I scoot back and slide the bra from my arms. And yeah, the girls don’t look so perky now because they’re definitely on the voluptuous side, but I don’t think AJ is going to complain about that with the way he’s scooping them up and pressing them together. He nuzzles his face into my cleavage, then glances up at me with a sexy glint in his eyes. “I’m gonna fuck these beauties once you’re filled with my cum.” My entire body shivers.

So hot!

He lowers his mouth, taking one nipple inside and sucking—hard. It feels divine and a low moan escapes unbidden. He switches over, paying the same attention to my other nipple, while his fingers twist the nipple he just released, then he kisses his way down my soft stomach to my panties. Burying his nose in my pussy, he draws in a deep breath. “Mmhm.” His tongue pokes out and he glides it around my clit through the lace. Unable to keep still, I squirm under his ministrations and drop my hands to his head as I press my pussy against his face. He kisses me thoroughly through the soaking lace, moaning with pleasure. He tucks his fingers into each side of my underwear and slides them down my legs, tapping each foot in turn so he can remove them completely. I’m totally and utterly bare to him, while he’s still fully dressed.

So unfair.

“AJ,” I murmur on a moan as his tongue circles my needy clit. My hands slide through the strands of his hair, pulling him away to allow me to see his eyes. “I need you naked, too,” I pant.

He quickly stands and using one hand he drags his T-shirt over his head, discarding it carelessly to the floor. I reach forward to trace the trail of dark hair—so damn sexy—leading from his navel down to the waistband of his jeans and disappearing behind the denim. Unsnapping his button, I release his zipper, pushing his jeans past his hips. Gravity takes care of the rest for me, thank God. I press my hand against the significant bulge trapped behind his boxer briefs, noting the wet patch near the band. He groans at my touch and his cock throbs beneath my palm. When I seek out his eyes, they’re half mast, watching me rub his erection through the fabric. I drop my gaze down his strong thighs, appreciating the sheer masculinity of his form. He certainly is an impressive male specimen.

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