Whatever’s in my dreams.
“Come here,” I whisper.
She hurries over to the side of the bed, and I peel back the covers for her.
Sliding in, she huddles close to me, and I put my arm around her, feeling her leg come over mine. My hands roam, and all I feel is bare tummy and thighs. She’s barely wearing anything.
“Jordan…” I pant.
God, her skin is so soft, and she feels so good.
“I’m cold,” she says, her breath caressing my jaw. “Is this okay?”
My thigh sits between her legs, and I can feel the heat pouring out of her. I tuck her closer. “Come here.”
I rub her thighs and hips, up her back and keep her nose buried in my neck. Every inch of her is like an electric current to my dick.
I stroke slower but hold it tighter, like I imagine her.
“Is that better?” I ask her.
She nods, her lips inches from mine.
“Your mouth is even warmer, though,” she tells me, feeling my breath on her. “It’s the warmest part of you.”
I fight to hide my smile. Who am I not to give my girl what she needs?
Turning her over onto her back, I keep running my hands up and down her body, but I start hovering my mouth over her skin, too. Breathing out hot breaths across her neck and through her black half-shirt, over her breasts and the hard nipples through the fabric calling to me, but I resist. I trail down her stomach, running my lips over her belly button, and for a moment, my teeth come out, dying to take a piece of her in my mouth, but she moans, and I look up, seeing the mounds of her breasts peek out from under the bottom of her little shirt.
Shower water spills over my face and streams off my chin, and I want this to be real. I want her in my fucking bed.
“Better?” I ask her.
She nods, her eyes still closed. “Mmm-hmmm,” she says. “Can you keep doing it, though? I’m still cold.”
Hell yes. I take her thighs as I roll over onto my back, bringing her on top of me.
“Come here, baby.”
I can’t have all of her, but I’ll take this.
I rub her thighs and slide my hands farther up her body, teasing her just under the shirt.
She wears a black top and black panties, and I joke, “I thought you liked pink.”
I can’t see her smile, but I hear it in her voice. “You want pink?” she taunts.
And then she pulls up her short shirt, settling it just above her beautiful breasts. She grazes the nipples, showing me where her pink is.
I shoot up, wrap my arm around her waist, and take one in my mouth, tugging on it and then sucking it into my mouth.
I feel the blood rushing to my cock, and I’m so close already. I open my mouth, like I can actually feel her soft skin between my teeth.
Jesus, I want to know how she really tastes.
“Warmer?” I ask, knowing damn-well her skin is hot now.
I feel her nod and know I have to stop this. I let it go on too long.