Page 184 of Undressed In The Crease

He stops me and brushes his thumb across my lips.

“I’m in love with you, Lenny Briggs. In this moment, I want to be wherever you’ll go or I want you to be by my side wherever I am. I love you.” He rests his forehead on mine, but keeps his eyes glued to me as his breaths deepen.

“I love you, Nick. I’m so in love with you.” I pour my heart out, knowing he can easily break it. But I don’t believe he will. I believe in this.

I believe in us.

His kiss is everything. It’s everything we’re both feeling. Scared, desperate, needy, loved. It’s vulnerable, and for the first time I know he feels the same way I do.

I’m so scared of what could happen. I’m scared we won’t make it until we graduate. Or if we do, what happens after?

Nothing is guaranteed.

But I’m not at all worried that we won’t try.

Nick’s kiss deepens to a hunger.

He growls as he backs me up against the rocky plaster wall. His tongue pushes into my mouth and devours me the only way he can in this dark man made cave that is still very public.

My fingers snake into his hair pulling him into me. My hunger matches his with every suck and pull of his lip and every swipe of his tongue. I feel his fingers reach under my layers of shirts and jackets. The chill and his touch cause a shiver through me.

He runs his hand along the waistband of my jeans until he gets to the front and undoes the button.

“Nick.” I break our mouths apart, but he keeps devouring me, trailing along my jaw and the small part of my neck that’s visible. “We can’t do this here.”

My zipper goes down next.

“Lenny, we’re the only ones here.” He pauses to look at me. Waiting for my consent. “I need to make you come.”

When I don’t say no, he moves down into my jeans and swipes his finger along my slit, pushing my underwear to the side.

“Please.” Nick pleads. “Let me make you come.”

Feeling the breath escape my lungs, I nod my agreement.

I need this just the same as he does. We just confessed our love for one another, and I need his touch.

I’m craving his hands on me like I never have before.

With one quick thrust, he pushes two fingers inside me, not even starting at one. His body presses harder against me and his mouth is less than half an inch away from mine as I gasp from his onslaught.

He gives me a second to adjust, but not any longer. Pulling out, he slides over my slit, massaging me before quickly plunging in again.

Curling his fingers inside me, I’m being stretched and filled while his thumb flicks over my clit.

My panting quickens as he pulses and massages inside me.

“Nick.” I gasp his name and reach down to feel him.

He takes my hand and brings it back to his shoulder.

“This is for you, Lenny.” He breathes out as he lightly brushes his lips against my jaw line and the top of my neck, coating me with his hot breath.

I clutch onto his shoulders, feeling my legs give out. My panting becomes soft cries and whimpers as I get close.

“Too many layers.” Nick groans as he gives up the search for my breast.

No longer feeling his lips on me I open my eyes to see him just watching me. It’s too dark to see their color but I can see his hooded eyes filled with desire for me. They burn into me and light my insides up.

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