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Then she rode him. Dry. Fully clothed. She rocked against him, making her breath come in short gasps. Her cheeks flushed, but instead of the bright red of embarrassment he’d seen earlier, this time, they glowed pink with arousal. She moved her hips to a tune he could only imagine, but he couldn’t miss its beauty.
Freddy fought for the control he needed to slow them down. He didn’t want this to be quick and dirty. If they were going here, doing this, he wanted to savor it. Sabrina mirrored his pace, her hand sliding down his torso, tracing the line of his belt.
He sucked in a breath as her fingers brushed against the sensitive strip of skin just above the waistband of his pants. As she teased his happy trail, he wondered if it was possible to die from pleasure.
Then Sabrina’s eyes locked onto Freddy’s, her voice a husky whisper. “Kiss me.”
A thrill shot through him, and he didn’t hesitate. He surged up, wrapping his arms around her fully to pull her to him and capturing her mouth with his. Freddy wasn’t going to waste a second of this second chance with her. He tangled his fingers through her hair and tugged gently to angle her head the way he wanted.
Sabrina gasped, and Freddy licked inside, tasting her sweetness and the Coke she’d been drinking earlier. He couldn’t get enough. He didn’t think he’d ever get enough. Sitting up to lean back against the couch, he kept his grip on her tight. She wrapped her legs fully around his waist and moved with him as they deepened their kiss even more. Sabrina cupped the back of his neck, demanding more from him.
He could feel her heart pounding, matching his own racing pulse. He trailed kisses down her neck, her collarbone, his hands exploring her curves even while his mouth returned to hers. As he traced the shape of her breasts, circling slowly back toward her nipples while using his teeth to tug gently on her lips the way he’d always imagined, Sabrina shivered above him, a soft moan escaping her lips. He loved that sound and wanted to hear more of it.
Her hands tugged at his shirt, pulling it up, her fingers tracing the lines of his abs. Freddy broke the kiss just long enough to yank it over his head and toss it away. Then he captured her mouth again, as he slid his hands beneath her shirt. Her skin was smooth and warm. He wanted to touch every inch of it.
She pulled back, just enough to whisper against his lips, “Off.” He obliged, peeling her shirt off and tossing it aside. Her bra was simple, black, and he couldn’t wait to see it on the floor. He reached around, unhooking it with a flick of his fingers. She shrugged out of it, her eyes never leaving his.
He took a moment to admire her, her breasts small but perfect, her nipples hardening under his gaze. He cupped one in his hand, his thumb brushing over the peak. She gasped, arching into his touch. He leaned in, capturing the other nipple in his mouth, his tongue swirling around it.
Her hands were busy too, unzipping his jeans, yanking at his belt, and tugging to try to pull them loose. He struggled to regain enough sense to get them standing, move them to the bedroom, and do this right. This was Sabrina. This was important. This was everything, and he wouldnotfuck it up.
Chapter 16: Sabrina
Holy shit, she was about to have sex with Freddy… and he was huge! Sabrina didn’t have a ton of experience, but she couldn’t imagine anyone measuring up to what she felt beneath her fingers as she slid her hand inside his pants, wishing there was nothing between them. A teeny, tiny voice in the back of her mind tried to suggest they slow down, talk, act like adults instead of horny teens, but fuck that.
She wanted to rub her skin against his and watch his abs flex as he curled to drive into her, but she couldn’t stop kissing him long enough to figure out how to get his pants off.
“Bedroom,” he murmured against her lips as if he’d read her mind.
She nodded her agreement but refused to stop touching and kissing him long enough to move. How was this man hers? And he was. No way would she be letting him go now. The way he kissed, she couldn’t believe he hadn’t taken classes on it. It was unlike any kiss she’d experienced before, and she never wanted it to stop.
“‘Rina.” He stole his lips back from her.
“More,” she demanded.
“‘Rina, your phone.” He shifted to chaste kisses along her jaw, and she heard the song announcing her mother was calling.
Why was her mother calling at, she glanced at the clock, midnight? It was just alarming enough to pull her out of the moment.
“Ma?” she answered breathlessly while still straddling Freddy, her nipples brushing lightly against his smattering of chest hair.
Tracy’s voice crackled through the line, sounding strained and exhausted. “Hey, Buttercup.”
“Are you okay? How come you’re calling so late?” Sabrina asked.
Her mother’s tone turned on a dime. “You’re awake.”
Uh oh, she knew that tone. Her mother scented gossip. “I was just gaming with Freddy,” she tried.
“Right. You’re staying with him, aren’t you?”
Damn. Ma was not going to let it go. “Yep.” She tried to regulate her breathing while looking around for her shirt. Freddy must have noticed, because he grabbed it and helped her pull it back on without letting go of her phone. Then he mouthed, “You okay?”
“Yeah,” she mouthed. “Gimme a second, Ma. I’m gonna take this in my room.” Then she grimaced at Freddy before retreatingbehind her closed bedroom door and leaned against it, hoping he couldn’t hear her conversation anymore.
“So you’re living with a boy now?” Ma started.
“No. I mean, yes, but not like that.”
