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“I see.” I smile.
“So, determination please ref?”
“Did you just call me a referee?” I turn my head to look at him. His face mere inches from mine. His hair is ruffled from sleep, his smile is lazy and he’s got pillowcase creases on his cheek.
“Answer the question, Kaley. I’m controlling myself and that control is about to give out unless you blow that whistle.”
“What if my whistle means ‘go’?” I whisper, turning around, facing him. Our lips are a breath away, our arms are around one another. My heart is hammering and I know now that there is no turning back.
“Fuck me.” He whispers as his lips meet mine. The sheet is still in between us, but knowing that he’s not wearing anything makes my stomach do somersaults.
I press myself against him fully, the sheet not allowing me to wrap my leg around his the way I want to. Our tongues mingle together, running along each other’s, exploring our mouths with eagerness. I pull my hand from his neck and start to lower the sheet. I want to feel him, I want him just as pressed against me as I am him. I’ve got the sheet to our waists before he pulls back.
“You know I’m not wearing boxers, right?” he asks quietly, peppering my jawline with soft kisses.
“I want to be wrapped up in you.” I say arching my neck as he makes his way down the slope of my neckline with as his hand firmly gripping my ribcage just below my heaving breasts.
“You sure?” he questions meeting my eyes.
“Absolutely.” I say with conviction.
The sheet is pulled all the way down and I watch with excitement as he is bared to me.
I see the twitch of Dean’s dick when my eyes settle on him.
I see the thickness, the length and Holy Veinage!
“Wrap yourself around me, Kaley,” he directs.
I reach for him in between our bodies.
Fully aware that we’ve now crossed the threshold of being just friends, just being roommates into something more.
I’m nervous and excited.
Chapter Four
Dean
Her hand on my cock feels amazing.
She’s adding the perfect amount of pressure as she strokes me and rotates her wrist as she pulls up.
Her hand feels so fucking amazing right now.
My hand is moving up from her ribcage and palm her shapely breast.
Everything about this moment is amazing. From her lips, the stroking of my cock to the most luscious breasts that I’ve ever touched.
I knead lightly and am given a throaty groan in return. She’s not wearing a bra, as my hand goes to the hem and under the material. My rough fingers graze her soft skin as my thumb and forefinger grab her nipple and pull a little on the hardened peak.
If my cock could get any harder, it would.
I breathe out with my teeth clenched as she strokes me, my hips moving with the motions as she squeezes and pulls. My mouth finds hers and sloppily I kiss her.
I pull her hand away from my straining, almost ready to blow cock to give him time to calm the fuck down before I prematurely ejaculate in her hand and pull her astride me as I roll to my back. Her legs are on either side of my hips, her warm center is hovering over me.
She’s wearing too many clothes. I think to myself as I reach for her shirt. She doesn’t stop me, but instead helps me remove it.
