“Y-yes.” Jenny shifts, her boots scraping against the roof, and I help her work her jeans and panties down, baring her heated skin to the night air.
“Ah, shit.” I can’t stop touching her. Stroking and squeezing her thighs. Every inch of her is perfect, and she’s coming away with me. That means she loves me too, because little Jenny wouldn’t leave this apartment for anything less. “Do you love me, sweetheart? Say it. I want to hear it.”
Her breath catches, but her words are strong. “Yes. I love you.”
“You’re going to love my cock, too,” I promise, tugging my own zipper down. Not to pull myself out yet, but to relieve some fucking pressure, because there are already going to be bite marks from my zipper all the way down my shaft, I’m pressing against it so hard. “It’s all yours, Jenny, and I’m going to fuck you so deep, you’ll feel me in there for days.”
Maybe not the most romantic proclamation, but I can’t think straight. Can’t stop grimacing either, baring my teeth behind her head, because I want this girl so fucking much.
I love her. God, I love her.
“Lean back first.” I may be an animal, but I’m not about to hurt her. No way. And Jenny melts back against my chest with so much trust, her legs parting easily for me, that my gut aches. “Let me touch you. Let me get you ready.”
When my fingertips meet her slick folds, I choke back a groan. Get her ready? She’s already wet and swollen; already rocking into my touch. I circle Jenny’s entrance, then rise up to rub around her clit.
“Oh. Oh.” She’s a wriggly little thing, gasping and bucking. “Lincoln! That feels—there. Right there.”
“So bossy,” I murmur, sliding my free hand under her sweater; delving under her bra to pinch at her nipple. Jenny sucks in a sharp breath, then lets out a feral growl.
It’s perfect. She’s perfect.
Pushing one finger inside her makes my temples throb. I pull it out and suck her taste off my knuckles, and working in a second makes every muscle in my body snap taut.
“Are you ready, Jenny?” A minute later, my fingers pump in and out of her easily, slick and shiny in the starlight. “You ready to take me?”
Her head lolls against my shoulder, her fingers bloodless where she grips my thighs. “Y-yes. Yes. I’m ready.”
It’s a little awkward, sitting her up again. Yanking my zipper the rest of the way down and drawing out my cock, then helping Jenny up so her ass hovers over my lap, her jeans tangled around her shins.
“This is so ungraceful.”
I nip her shoulder, grinning. My cock throbs as I nudge her entrance.
“Oh.” Jenny sinks down on me with one long sigh, melting back against my chest like she’s climbing into a hot bath. She hooks her ankles over my legs, and then she’s draped over me, relaxed and shameless.
I snort, bracing her hips. “Comfortable, sweetheart?”
Jenny wriggles, taking my cock an inch deeper. “So comfortable,” she purrs, like the cat who got the cream. I really like her smug.
I like her writhing, too, whimpering and breathless in my lap. I like her searing heat, the tight clasp of her pussy, the slick slide as I pump in and out. I clutch my shy roommate to my chest and fuck up into her from beneath, and it’s like I’m holding the whole world in my arms.
“Mine.” My teeth scrape her neck, then I suck a bruise beneath her ear. “Can’t take it back, Jenny. You’re mine.”
I’m a possessive asshole, but her nails dig ten sharp points into my thighs, and I know Jenny gets it too.
I’m obsessed. She’s obsessed.
And this is it for us. The rest of the world faded away the second we found each other.
Just in case, though, I make her come good and long on my cock, rubbing her clit as I stroke inside her, deep and steady and merciless. And feeling Jenny twitch around me, hearing her breathless gasps of my name, feeling her thighs spasm and her stomach muscles shake—that’s heaven.
My jacket scrapes against the rough brick behind me, and the wind chills my ears. My muscles are burning, and my back is damp against my clothes, and she feels so fucking good. Hot and wet and tight. I never want to stop.
But sparks crackle down my spine, and my balls draw up tight, and I can’t hold back. Can’t hold this off forever.
“Jenny.” I screw my eyes shut, wedge myself deep—and spill my whole goddamn soul inside her.