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My hand made its way up her warm leg, gently massaging it as I got closer and closer to her core, which was burning up for me. I teased her with my index finger, getting close to her entrance then pulling away. Her hips ground into me, begging for me to touch her there. Begging for me to enter.

I did and found her wet for me. “Oh, Sprinkles, how I’ve wanted to feel you for so long,” I said to her, our foreheads together, our eyes locked on one another as I pressed my finger in and out of her, slowly building up tension. Then I slipped another digit in and she groaned, her hips swaying with me as my fingers pumped in a relentless rhythm.

“Harder.” She moaned, as we moved together. Until her breath hitched, then I stopped, dropping to my knees, and pulling up her dress so that she was fully exposed.

Whitney glistened and I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to devour her.

I placed my mouth on her core, licking every single inch of her. My fingers slipped back inside her warm sheath, while my tongue moved back and forth in rapid succession across her nub.

Whitney’s fingers dug into my hair, pressing me to her.

I didn’t stop.

Voices outside the door threatened to interrupt us. Whitney started to push me away, but I held onto her tight.

“Don’t pay attention to them, focus on me,” I commanded. Bringing my mouth back to her lips, relentlessly licking her while my fingers plunged in and out until her breaths became shorter and more rapid.

Until Whitney’s legs began to shake, and she unraveled, an orgasm tearing through her.

Unsteady, I grabbed her, holding her in my tight grip until her body rode the last waves of pleasure.

She looked at me with her hooded eyes, as I stood back up.

I pushed the hair back behind her left ear, coming in close to whisper, “You’re just as delicious as I dreamed you’d be.”

Her eyes flicked down to my lips.

“I can’t believe we just did that.” She laughed, her face relaxed and sated.

We got to work straightening her up as the knocks on the door got more incessant.

“Now how the hell do we get out of here?”

Chapter 26

Whitney

Holy shit,Jack Montgomery just went down on me and made me come harder than I ever had in my entire life.

He devoured me like a starving man. Licking my slit until my legs quivered and threatened to collapse beneath me.

But he was there, his steady hands holding me in place and his thick tongue dipping between my legs as his fingers caressed my inner walls. The combination had me coming quicker than I thought possible.

Clearly, I’d been sleeping with the wrong men.

And once again, I didn’t get the chance to reciprocate.

We left the bathroom together, my head down to avoid the stares from the patrons who undoubtedly knew we were up to no good. A quick peek in the mirror on the way out showed the evidence of our bathroom tryst. My hair was mussed and so was Jack’s. Although, he could get away with the bed head much more easily than I could.

Luckily, I didn’t seem to recognize any of them. And even luckier, I didn’t seem to care what they thought.

My heart beat wildly in my chest as we took our seats.

In our absence, our dinner had come out and gotten cold, but I couldn’t care less. I ate my pasta as Jack and I shared stories of our time apart. His crazy short-lived professional football career, my most outrageous clients I’d ever had the unfortunate experience of working with. There was a comfort in sharing these things with him.

It made me wonder if all that would have happened if we had admitted our feelings back then. If all this didn’t happen. If I hadn’t slammed the door shut on us all those years ago.

I had been thinking about this a lot. Punishing myself for my actions, beating myself up for not sticking around to ask him the truth. Somewhere deep inside I felt that maybe what I did, while for the wrong reasons, was actually a good thing. We grew up, came into our own separately, not dependent on each other. It would have been all too tempting to change schools so that we could be near each other. I know if he had said he loved me back in high school that I would have moved heaven and earth to be near him. One taste of Jack and I knew there would be no way in hell I would have wanted to be three thousand miles away from him while in college and beyond.

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