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I lie back on the bed, running my fingers up her arm and watching as goose bumps follow their path.
“When I found out Grandpa left me his cabin, I was numb. Then, they told me about the money, and all this guilt built up inside me. He’s dead, and now, I have a cushy little bank account to show for it. I haven’t touched it. I’ve never wanted to. So, it’s just sitting there, useless.” I take her hand in mine, lacing my fingers through hers and bringing them to my lips for a light kiss. “He might not have said it much, but I know my grandpa loved me. If he were alive today, he’d want to help out the girl who was saving my life.”
Holly visibly softens, and I can sense her resolve weakening. She nibbles her lower lip while staring down at me. I want her agreement now, so we can move on to more fun things, like me biting that lip instead.
“You’re giving me your kidney, Holly. Let me help you with a couple months’ rent. Please.”
Her shoulders fall on a sigh, and I grin at her physical surrender. “Okay. One month. That’s it. I should be back at work by then.”
Success.
I tug her hand, so she leans in close to me. Then, I pull harder until she’s spread over my chest. “Thank you.”
Her lips give a little smirk as her dark eyebrows quirk. “You’re thanking me for letting you give me money?”
“Yep.”
Finally, I capture her mouth, like I’ve wanted to do since I woke up next to her this morning.
She looked so tempting, wearing my shirt, one slim arm resting over the covers, the rest of her wrapped up tight. Instead of waking her up, I slipped out of the bed and retreated to the bathroom. In the shower, I stroked myself, massaging my hard dick as I remembered her fingers tracing over my tattoos and the way she’d gasped when I squeezed her ass. It wasn’t long before I had to brace an arm on the wall to keep myself standing as I spilled on the smooth tiles.
Maybe another guy would have tried to seduce her into easing the ache, but I meant what I said about this being more than sex. Holly’s used to flings, or booty calls as she phrased it. But, she won’t get rid of me that easily. I’m planning on weaseling my way into her heart, just like I managed to push my way into her busy schedule.
Still, taking it slow doesn’t mean I can’t touch her.
My hands roam, starting at her shoulders and then sliding down her back. She arches into me. The natural curve of her spine guides my hands to her round bottom, which fits perfectly in my palms. Gently, I grip her cheeks, loving the way Holly’s hips start pressing into me in time with each squeeze.
Kissing her in a bed probably isn’t the best idea. But I can’t seem to stop things now that they’ve started, especially when she responds eagerly. Needing to have her firmly pressed against me, I roll us until I’m situated on top of her.
Mistake.
With a moan and a sigh mixed together, Holly lets her knees fall open. The core of her, where heat radiates even through her clothing, cradles me, and my cock presses against the fly of my pants. Now, I’m the one rhythmically moving my hips, unable to stop miming the action of thrusting into her. She pants into my mouth, little gasping breaths that boil my blood and stuff my head with lust-soaked cotton.
We should slow down.
How did we go from friends to dry-humping in twenty-four hours?
Somehow, I stop my body’s movement and try to focus only on the honey taste of her mouth. But that’s hard to do when she grabs my hand and guides it up under her shirt.
Beneath her thick UPenn sweatshirt, Holly’s decided to forgo a bra. Luckily, Terra left for the library when the cooking was done because I can’t stifle the animalistic groan I let out.
Her breast is small, not even really a handful, but it’s soft, and her nipple is a tight little bead I pinch and tease as she writhes beneath me. My lips break from hers, and I make my way, biting and licking, across her jaw and down her neck, enjoying the silky texture of her skin against my curious tongue.
“Ah! Ben …” she moans my name.
My hips give an involuntary thrust. I’m going to come in my pants if I keep this up. That doesn’t stop me from sliding down her body while pulling Holly’s sweatshirt up to reveal her naked chest.
For a moment, I just stare, relishing the view. The image of her prone beneath me will forever linger in my brain, demanding I find a pencil or brush to re-create the sight. But drawing this once won’t be enough. I’m sure I’ll never be able to lend anyone my notes again because the margins are going to be full of sketches detailing the perfect way Holly’s breasts pool on her chest, pulled to the sides by gravity but still maintaining their natural curves. The minute my mind drifts, I know I’ll be back in this moment, fixated on the exact button shape of her rosy nipples.
The glorious girl shifts beneath me, huffing out a frustrated sigh. About to tease her for the impatience, I’m surprised with the brush of a rigid nipple against my mouth as she tangles her fingers in my hair and pulls me down while arching her back.
“Lick me. Please.”
Again, like an animal, I growl and then use my lips, teeth, and tongue to worship her breasts. Her little noises are only fuel to my fire, and she doesn’t need to beg for me to continue. I hold her to me with one hand on the middle of her back while she presses her fingers into the spot where the skin of my neck disappears beneath my hairline.
I wish she would push harder, using enough force to bruise me. My skin should be marked by her, a permanent reminder of this moment.
I can’t believe I have her in my mouth right now.
