No, thanks. I hope I never see her again, I thought. Something about her made me feel uncomfortable, like she wouldn’t approve me for her friend. The worst was, I was nervous that her approval would matter to Melody. I didn’t even know what the approval would be for, but I didn’t want to find out.
Shaking my head, “This thing is cute,” I teased Melody about her onesie, playing with the zipper between her breasts, making sure that the back of my hand was caressing her nipple.
“It’s comfortable,” she blushed, her chest heaving up and down, causing her hard nipple to rub my hand more.
Seeing her blush made me to see her naked, moaning as I thrust into her hot cunt. Her blue eyes were shining bright with desire. Her breath shuddered as I lowered the zipper, slowly. She came closer to me, moaned when I lifted her on my lap.
“God,” she moaned when I pressed her warmth on my hard cock, crooking her head back with the sensation. I wanted to do the same, but she was stunning above me with her unicorn patterned onesie.
“God,” she whispered as she kept rubbing on me.
Griping her chin, I made her look at me. Her eyes were half closed with the sensation, her lips apart with silent moans, “Not God, babe… Kellan,” I whispered.
I didn’t want to hear another name from her lips… not even God.
This girl was fucking addictive and I didn’t know what to do about it.
So…
I did the only thing I knew:
I fucked her good, made her feel good, gave her pleasure… and I felt satisfied when she came on my cock with her eyes on me and my name on her lips.
“You have a cute room,” he whispered, trailing his finger on my back leisurely. Our breathing had just turned back to normal after two rounds of sex.
“Thanks, this intro should have been before we had sex, though,” I giggled.
“I have my priorities,” he chuckled, his thumb rubbing my nipple to prove his point. My body instantly responded to him, goosebumps erupted on my skin, “Give a girl a break,” I moaned.
Chuckling, he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to his rock hard body, “You’re right. We should get rest. Tomorrow, I’ll wake you up early,” he said, warming my insides as he put a kiss at the crown of my head.
“You’re staying?” I beamed at him. I was afraid of him leaving my bed after we had sex. It felt so right in his arms.
“Don’t you want me to? Actually I was scared your best friend would break into the room and kick me out after your screaming,” he teased me.
Giggling, I said, “You? Scared? I doubt that.” The heat rose up to my cheeks with embarrassment of my loud excitement so I focused on the other side of the topic, “I want you to stay, of course,” I whispered, loving the way his abs twitched under my touch.
“Good… are you sleepy?”
“No,” I breathed out, my voice became erotic with in anticipation of what this was leading to.
“Me, neither…so, what now?” he mumbled.
“What do you mean?” I asked, confused.
“I’m not used to this post-sex talk. You were good at that, but now you’re becoming silent and I’m lost,” he murmured, like he wasn’t happy admitting this.
I liked this insecure Kellan, he was cute. “So, you want to talk?”
“Yeah… I think.” I felt him shrug.
“Here it comes… what do you paint?”
“Whatever strikes my fancy.”
“And what is it lately?” I insisted, prolonging the small talk with him. I thought his answer would be quick, but a silence fell on him. He was in deep thought, I could tell, drawing circles on the crook of my ass, giving me strangely arousing ticklish sensations.
Finally he breathed out an answer, “A woman’s body.”