“Do you want to go watch TV?” I asked her, although I hadn’t intended on doing that. I just wanted to get close to her on the couch and possibly start a little foreplay. I couldn’t help myself around her. She turned me into a horny teenager and I’d to have her.
“Sure,” she said, with a smirk on her face. She knew what I wanted. I hoped that she wanted it, too. We took our drinks into the living room, placing them down on the coffee table. I turned on the TV and searched through the menu until I found a Christmas movie. I put my arm around her and she leaned into me.
“It’s nice to see you outside of work again,” I said. She looked at me and smiled.
“It is,” she said. “I must admit, I did miss you.”
Her admission made me smile. I was glad that she had missed me. I’d missed her, too. Between Austin’s sickness and her odd behavior, there was a time that I wasn’t sure I would see her again. I worried that the fire may have gone cold. Luckily, things were about to heat up again.
I leaned down and kissed her, feeling her pillow-like lips against mine. My cock slowly started to stir as I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer to me. She moved against me, returning the kiss by adding some tongue. I slid my hand up her sweater, feeling her breasts. I’d missed those, too. They were perfectly shaped and fit right in the palm of my hand.
I continued to kiss her as I fought with her bra. Finally, I moved back and helped her get her sweater over her head. I unclasped her bra and her tits popped out, delighting the fuck out of me. The woman had no clue how hot she was. I slid the bra off her, tossing it on the ground next to the couch before laying her down and moving above her. I took one of her nipples in my hand and began to lightly twist it. She moaned with pleasure.
“God, that feels good,” she whispered into my ear. I continued to play with her nipple as she softly ground her body against mine. “I need you,” Tiffany told me.
Chapter 32
Tiffany
Cayden moved off of me. At first, I was surprised, not knowing if he was ending things. But he reached for my hand and helped me off the couch.
“Let’s go to my room,” he said. I smiled. His bed sounded much better than making out on the couch. We walked into his room, and I led the way. Cayden caressed my ass as we walked down the hallway.
“Have I ever told you how much I love your ass?” he asked me. “It’s the perfect shape, just like a peach.”
I smiled. I liked hearing how much Cayden liked my body. After Brad’s comments the other night, I was beginning to think that my body was terrible. Hearing compliments from Cayden pushed all of those thoughts far out of my head. Cayden liked me, no matter what size I was.
We walked into Cayden’s bedroom and he threw me down on the bed.
“Take your shirt off,” he said. I obliged, taking off my sweater. It felt good to get off, the itchy material was rubbing against my bare breasts.
“Have I ever told you how much I like your breasts?” Cayden asked. He leaned down and took one of my nipples in his mouth. I was so turned on by hearing him talk about my body. As he sucked on my nipples, I stroked his head. He continued to suck my nipples and his hand wandered down to my open thighs. He rubbed my pussy through my jeans, making me even wetter. He knew where to touch me and how to touch me.
He undid my belt and I raised my hips off the bed to help him take off my jeans. The jeans shimmied down my legs, revealing a red thong.
“Have I ever told you how much I like your pussy?” Cayden asked. He moved my thong to the side and put one finger inside of me.
“You are so wet,” he said. “Did you miss me?”
I nodded. I’d been sexually frustrated the past couple of days. I’d masturbated a few times thinking about Cayden, but it was nothing like the real thing. My body craved him.
“It did,” I said. I moved closer to his body, eager for his finger to reach further inside of me. He looked up at me and smiled.
“Every inch of me missed you too,” he said. His voice, looks and hands were turning me on – big time.
“That’s a lot of inches.” I offered him a smile.
“All for you, baby.” He slid another finger inside of me. “Use it for your pleasure tonight, hm?”
I nodded. “I plan to.”
“That’s what I like to hear,” he said, placing a third finger inside of me. He slowly began to finger fuck me. My body moved along with his fingers.
“I want to see you naked,” I told Cayden. For some reason, I always seemed to be undressed before he was. “Take your pants off.”
He grinned and removed his fingers from me. “So demanding.” He stood up from the bed and removed his shirt and pants. He stood in front of me in his boxers. If I didn’t get anything else for Christmas, I would be happy. He was all that I needed.
“Take those off, too,” I said, pointing to his boxers. He listened to my command, sliding the boxers off his legs. His cock stood straight ahead, waiting for me.
“Like this?” He lifted an eyebrow feigning being shy.
“Exactly like that,” I said. I moved off the bed, my want turning into a need. After dropping to my knees, I took his cock in my hands and began to stroke it. Cayden closed his eyes and threw his head back.
“That feels so good,” he said.
“You haven’t felt anything yet,” I told him. I leaned in to his cock, running my tongue in circles over the head.
“You’re so good at this,” Cayden said. He was feeding me with compliments tonight, and I was gladly accepting them. I took his cock in my mouth and began to slowly move it in and out of my mouth. He put his hands on my head, pushing me closer to his body. I took the full length of his cock into my mouth. I reached down and played with his balls. It was something that I’d failed to pay attention to in the past.
“Goddamn,” Cayden moaned. I could tell that he liked it. “You’re going to make me come.”
While I wanted him to come, I also wanted to feel him deep inside of me. I took his cock out of my mouth, licking it clean of any pre-come.
“Fuck me,” I said, standing up. I moved toward the bed and leaned against it. My stomach and breasts were on the mattress and my ass was in the air. Cayden leaned down, and I felt his tongue dart in and out of my pussy.
“Let’s get you nice and ready,” he said. He worked me for a while before moving back and grabbing a condom.
I gripped the sheets and panted, my imagination running wild.
The minute he put his hands on my waist, his cock entered me. The force of his thrust was amazing, better than I remembered. He slowly began to pump his dick in and out of me, but soon picked up the pace. I reached down and began to play with my clit.
“Fuck me harder,” I commanded him with a shaky voice. He picked up the pace rapidly. I heard his body slapping against mine. It was a steady sound.
“I’m going to come!” Cayden groaned. I rubbed my clit furiously as I felt his release.
“I’m coming, too,” I said. My body continued to shake with an orgasm as I rubbed my clit. Finally, my orgasm subsided, and I collapsed on the bed. Shortly after, Cayden laid next to me.
“Damn, I missed that,” Cayden said. He was breathless. Although it hadn’t been that long since our last hookup, it felt a lot longer than it had been. With sex that good, we would have to see each other a lot more often.
Cayden reached over and grabbed my hand. I closed my eyes, thinking of where I was in life. I was in Cayden’s bed, on Christmas Eve. Even at Thanksgiving, I would have never imagined that my life was about to take such a drastic turn. I didn’t want to be anywhere else on Christmas Eve. I wasn’t sure if it was the wine or not, but I almost wanted to tell Cayden that I would take him up on his offer to go to his parents’ house tomorrow.
Before I could bring anything up, I heard my phone ringing in the kitchen. I groaned. No one called me unless it was important. I wrapped a blanket around me and walked out into the kitchen. The phone stopped ringing before I got there. I’d missed the call. I retrieved the phone out of my purse, hoping it wasn’t Brad. I didn’t feel like dealing with him after the amazing sex that I just had with Cayden. I looked down at the phone. It was my mom. What did she want?