“You were telling me the truth back there,” she states, and I nod silently.
But I only nod once, because the movement is stopped as her hand meets the back of my neck and she pulls me down so that my lips meet hers.
I grab her hips and pull her flush against me, reveling in the feeling of her body against mine for the first time in days.She may be living here with me, but I haven’t had her how I want her. Whenever we’re in bed, she’ll stay on her side. We haven’t fucked. We haven’t even kissed. I’ve been letting her take it at her pace, and I guess she’s finally ready for more.
She jumps up, and I catch her with my hands under her thighs before spinning us both around and pinning her back against the door.
“Fuck,” she whispers as she grinds against me and I moan into her mouth.
I missed this.
I missed her.
I need her.
“Bedroom,” I mutter, because like hell am I going to fuck her out here in the open where any of my roommates could walk in.
She nods, and I carry her toward our room.
The door slams open as we enter, and I kick it closed behind me before throwing Lana down on the bed.
I think it’s about time to finally get thatA.
And byA, I mean her name being complete on my skin.
I’ve long since given up trying to analyze why I like what she does to me so much and instead decided to just embrace it.
Everyone has kinks, and mine just happens to be Lana James wielding a knife.
We both strip from our clothes, neither of us in the mood to fuck around and tease each other, before I climb on top of her, my bare skin flush against hers and my throbbing cock digging into her thigh.
“Feelings really turn you on, huh?” I ask with a chuckle, and she punches me in the chest. It’s a light punch, not hard enough to wind me, but it still makes me grunt.
“Shut the fuck up and kiss me.”
Whatever you say, little menace.
My mouth meets hers, and electricity crackles between us. Every time I kiss her, it’s even better than the last, and I wonder if that feeling will ever go away.
Her hand travels down our bodies until it wraps around my cock, and she gives me a squeeze, brushing her thumb across the head to collect the pre-cum that was leaking, and I moan as a bolt of pleasure wracks through me.
She pulls her hand away and brings it up towards our heads, so I pull back to look down at her, waiting to see what she’ll do next. Rather than tasting it like I’d expected her to, she brings her thumb to my mouth and orders, “Suck.”
I hesitate for a moment before taking her thumb in my mouth. A salty taste hits my senses, but it isn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Still, I won’t just be tasting my own pre-cum from now on. I suck her thumb gently before biting down on it. She yelps, and I release it with a pop, grinning down at her.
“You’ll pay for that.”
Gladly.
FORTY
LANA
Cole stares down at me, something akin to awe painted all over his handsome face, and his words from earlier spring to mind.
I still don’t really understand what it all means, but I do believe him.
I believe him when he says I’m not alone anymore, and even though I have no idea what that entails, it feels good to have someone on my side. It’s been a long time since I’ve had… well, anyone, really.
