Page 66 of I Need You

She moves her hips as she looks down, as if she’ll be able to actually see it. I can’t contain my reaction when she moves like that, though. She grinds against me, without even meaning to, and I growl deeply. Aubrey unexpectedly goes still.

“Oh my gosh, did I hurt you?”

“No gorgeous, you didn’t hurt me. But you’re grinding against my hard dick and it feels good,” I say as I playfully nibble at her neck, making her giggle and squirm.

Another round of pleasure from her movement and my cock jumps. Aubrey gasps and I whisper in her ear.

“Almost too good, gorgeous. Almost too good.”

Aubrey’s grip on the back of my neck tightens. The grip of her legs around me gets stronger and I take that as my cue to continue. I carry her up the stairs to the bed.

Our bed.

I sit on the bed with her still straddling me. Her arms are still wrapped around my neck, but she sits up enough that I can look her in the eyes. I try to decipher what she’s feeling but can’t, so I do something I don’t think I’ve ever done with a girl.

Ever.

I ask.

“Is this okay? We can stop,” I say.

“No, it’s okay. I like this. I like the kissing,” she says with a soft smile.

I run my fingers through her hair again and bring her lips to mine and kiss her again. The soft kisses don’t stay soft for long. Soon we’re kissing as if we ever stopped, we may stop breathing too.

I place my hands at the soft curve of her waist and run my fingers up the side of her smooth skin. I drag the sides of her shirt up as I do, but stop when I hit the bottom of her bra. I can feel that it’s lacy. The thought alone of what she could possibly look like in a lace bra causes a groan to slip out of my mouth and vibrate against Aubrey’s lips.

Abruptly Aubrey pulls away and lifts her arms straight into the air. I look at her hesitantly.

“It’s okay, Emmett. You can take my shirt off,” she says quietly.

Her lack of experience, combined with her intense intelligence, makes for a direct approach that turns me on like no other.

I don’t have to be told twice. I pull her shirt up and off her at break neck speed and toss it across the room before she can change her mind. Before I even think of looking down, I hold her gaze for as long as I can stand it. I’m half worried as soon as I let my eyes travel south I’ll lose all the control I’ve been holding onto. Slowly, I let my eyes fall. First down to the soft curve of her neck, then all the way down to her breasts that are only partially covered in black transparent lace. I can just make out her nipples bulging against the fabric. I let out a long, loud exhale.

“It was Taylor’s idea,” she says softly.

Without taking my eyes off her nipples, I breathe out a response.

“Remind me to buy her a really expensive Christmas present.”

This makes Aubrey laugh, but her chuckle stops suddenly when my thumb grazes her right nipple over the dark fabric. She gasps and the nipple hardens even more. I run my thumb against it again a little harder and take her other breast in my hand, gently squeezing it. Aubrey’s head falls back, and she allows herself to moan lightly.

“Is this okay?” I ask.

“Yes,” she says on an exhale.

I continue kneading her left breast while I rub circles on her right nipple with my thumb. Aubrey’s breathing becomes more erratic, and it encourages me to rub her nipple harder and faster. Before I know it Aubrey’s grinding against me and my dick gets impossibly harder. Her grinding gets more desperate and her moans louder and more frequent until she lets out one long sigh and collapses against me.

Her head on my shoulder, she whispers, “Was that, did I just orgasm?”

I can’t help it. I laugh and she sits up, looking me in the eye.

“Oh my gosh, don’t laugh,” she says and swats at my chest.

“Aubrey, how do you not know if that was an orgasm?” I question between laughs.

Her face falls, and she hangs her head.

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