I didn’t want to move. Her entire body had molded to me, and I’d never felt more safe in my entire life. Not that I’d admit that to anyone. Ever. B
ut, it didn’t stop how I felt. I kissed the crook of her neck as her pussy walls clamped down against me. And as I groaned with pleasure, I heard her giggle.
That soft, sweet, innocent little giggle Dani had.
“You okay down there?” she asked.
“I’m fabulous. You?”
She snickered. “A bit hard to breathe. But other than that, I’m good.”
I pushed myself up. “That better?”
Her eyes fell to my chest tattoo. “Much.”
I grinned. “Why don’t I go get us some water?”
“Will you tell me more about your tattoos when you get back?”
“I’d love to.”
She smiled. “Okay. Thank you.”
Her voice was so soft. So sweet. Laced with nothing but good intentions. It was torture, peeling myself away from her. Watching her gasp as I pulled my dick out made me want to shove myself back in. Over and over, until she reached her pleasurable heights again. But she was sweaty. She glistened with stickiness I hadn’t gotten with my tongue. So I figured some water was in order.
Before we both slipped into the shower together.
“Oh, shit,” she said.
I stood to my feet. “What’s up?”
“Do you know where my phone is? I have to text Hannah.”
“Uh, I can search for it as I’m getting water.”
“Will you? Please? I just have to text her so she doesn’t freak out on me again. Doesn’t really make for a nice rooming situation if your roommate’s constantly pissed at you.”
“She sounds a bit high strung.”
“She is. But that’s beside the point. Will you look for it?”
I grinned. “I guess I can.”
She smiled. “Thank you.”
I found her entire purse by the door and figured it was in there. I also found my phone, which was on the floor by her pants. I scooped up our clothes and everything else before grabbing each of us some water from the fridge. I carried our shit in my arms before dumping it out on my bed, and I quickly tossed Dani her purse.
“Thank you so much. This shouldn’t take but a… few… small… there. Text sent.”
She showed me the confirmation screen on her phone before tossing it back to the floor. Which made me chuckle.
“Nothing else pressing to do?” I asked.
She grinned. “Not unless you’re the pressing thing.”
I licked my lips. “I can definitely be that.”
“Well, then hand me a bottle of water and let’s get this show on the road!”