nookie.”
“And I’m going to get it too.” I winked and giggled. He
pulled me off the table and slapped my rear before twisting me around so that
my back was to him.
Now it was his turn to pop open my jeans and dip a hand
inside. I sucked in a breath as his long fingers played in my creamy wetness. I
leaned my head back against his shoulder as he fingered me. His lips brushed
over my cheek.
“So wet and hot,” he murmured.
“The things you do to me,” I whispered and wiggled my rear
against him.
“And what you do to me.” He eased his soaked digits out of
me and rubbed my clit as he kissed my neck. Then he nudged me to bend over,
forcing my hands on the table so that I couldn’t touch him anymore.
Frustrating as that was, it was far more of a turn-on as I
glanced over my shoulder to catch him hungrily gazing upon my butt. He hooked
his thumbs on either side of my jeans and pushed them and my panties down to
mid-thigh. Hearing his grunt of approval caused my inner muscles clench. I
needed him. Had to have him. Now. Inside me.
Dean caressed my rear, following the curves of it with his
fingers. He sunk one digit into me and drew out my juices, trailing them along
my nether region to my anus. His finger circled my rim—I tensed, never before
having been touched in such a way.
He massaged my butt cheek with his other hand as the new
sensations tantalized me. Tingling and hot, I almost told him to take it
further, but then felt him poise his erection at the entrance of my pussy.
Later. There would always be later to explore more new
things. But now I wanted him pounding into me.
He didn’t disappoint.
Plunging into me, Dean teased no more. He held my hips,
slamming me against him as he moved. I cried out and then bit my lower lip to
keep from making any more loud noises.
I lowered myself onto my elbows to give me a stronger anchor
on the table. My whole body jolted with each magnificent thrust. I sizzled as
if sprinkled with stardust. And in the dust, a galactic-sized orgasm expanded,
ready to explode.
Each time our bodies slapped together, the echo in the small
room amplified it. Flesh meeting flesh, hot and wet. Matching the pounding of
my heart.
My hands curled into fists as stars danced behind my
eyelids. Biting harder on my lip, I couldn’t contain my moans and whimpers. And
when I hit that amazing climax, I smacked a hand over my mouth to keep in the
screams of ecstasy.
I was still shaking as his movements slowed and he released
my hips. He leaned forward, resting his head on my back. His chest heaved as he
carefully withdrew from me.
“You’re amazing.” He nuzzled my shoulder.
“You’re amazinger.” Yup, totally a word. Only when applied
to him, of course.
I flattened a cheek against the table, drinking in the
coolness. Laughter filtered in from the hallway, and we both bolted up. Oh
frak! Someone was going to catch us. I hiked up my pants and buttoned them closed
as he chucked the used condom into the garbage can and tucked himself back into
his jeans.
Then we stood frozen, waiting.
No one came to the door.
We burst out laughing. I leaned against him and kissed his
sexy mouth. “Maybe we ought to find the nearest bathroom and clean ourselves up
a bit.”
“Or we could go back to my room.” Dean raised his brows,
smirking, as he picked up his wallet and slid it back into his pocket. I might
have only known him for a few days, but I knew what that glint in his eyes meant.
“Oh yes.” Linking my hand with his, I smiled as he led the
way. I’d follow him anywhere just as long as he never let go.
Chapter Five
Geek girl problem #102: Wishing you could have sex in
the TARDIS but knowing that any phone booth you’re going to find isn’t going to
be bigger on the inside.
Saturday was a perfect day. I woke beside Dean and rode him
to a slow but powerful climax. Everyone met for brunch and the tension from the
previous day vanished. Even Emily and Russell laughed and smiled.
“And I’m going to get it too.” I winked and giggled. He
pulled me off the table and slapped my rear before twisting me around so that
my back was to him.
Now it was his turn to pop open my jeans and dip a hand
inside. I sucked in a breath as his long fingers played in my creamy wetness. I
leaned my head back against his shoulder as he fingered me. His lips brushed
over my cheek.
“So wet and hot,” he murmured.
“The things you do to me,” I whispered and wiggled my rear
against him.
“And what you do to me.” He eased his soaked digits out of
me and rubbed my clit as he kissed my neck. Then he nudged me to bend over,
forcing my hands on the table so that I couldn’t touch him anymore.
Frustrating as that was, it was far more of a turn-on as I
glanced over my shoulder to catch him hungrily gazing upon my butt. He hooked
his thumbs on either side of my jeans and pushed them and my panties down to
mid-thigh. Hearing his grunt of approval caused my inner muscles clench. I
needed him. Had to have him. Now. Inside me.
Dean caressed my rear, following the curves of it with his
fingers. He sunk one digit into me and drew out my juices, trailing them along
my nether region to my anus. His finger circled my rim—I tensed, never before
having been touched in such a way.
He massaged my butt cheek with his other hand as the new
sensations tantalized me. Tingling and hot, I almost told him to take it
further, but then felt him poise his erection at the entrance of my pussy.
Later. There would always be later to explore more new
things. But now I wanted him pounding into me.
He didn’t disappoint.
Plunging into me, Dean teased no more. He held my hips,
slamming me against him as he moved. I cried out and then bit my lower lip to
keep from making any more loud noises.
I lowered myself onto my elbows to give me a stronger anchor
on the table. My whole body jolted with each magnificent thrust. I sizzled as
if sprinkled with stardust. And in the dust, a galactic-sized orgasm expanded,
ready to explode.
Each time our bodies slapped together, the echo in the small
room amplified it. Flesh meeting flesh, hot and wet. Matching the pounding of
my heart.
My hands curled into fists as stars danced behind my
eyelids. Biting harder on my lip, I couldn’t contain my moans and whimpers. And
when I hit that amazing climax, I smacked a hand over my mouth to keep in the
screams of ecstasy.
I was still shaking as his movements slowed and he released
my hips. He leaned forward, resting his head on my back. His chest heaved as he
carefully withdrew from me.
“You’re amazing.” He nuzzled my shoulder.
“You’re amazinger.” Yup, totally a word. Only when applied
to him, of course.
I flattened a cheek against the table, drinking in the
coolness. Laughter filtered in from the hallway, and we both bolted up. Oh
frak! Someone was going to catch us. I hiked up my pants and buttoned them closed
as he chucked the used condom into the garbage can and tucked himself back into
his jeans.
Then we stood frozen, waiting.
No one came to the door.
We burst out laughing. I leaned against him and kissed his
sexy mouth. “Maybe we ought to find the nearest bathroom and clean ourselves up
a bit.”
“Or we could go back to my room.” Dean raised his brows,
smirking, as he picked up his wallet and slid it back into his pocket. I might
have only known him for a few days, but I knew what that glint in his eyes meant.
“Oh yes.” Linking my hand with his, I smiled as he led the
way. I’d follow him anywhere just as long as he never let go.
Chapter Five
Geek girl problem #102: Wishing you could have sex in
the TARDIS but knowing that any phone booth you’re going to find isn’t going to
be bigger on the inside.
Saturday was a perfect day. I woke beside Dean and rode him
to a slow but powerful climax. Everyone met for brunch and the tension from the
previous day vanished. Even Emily and Russell laughed and smiled.
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