“No staying power, slugger. Can’t believe you fell asleep on me during the scary movie,” I smile.
“Sorry,” she sighs. “I didn’t drool on you, did I?”
“Nah, you’re good.” I pause, my eyes moving over her like hands. “Better than good. You’re fucking gorgeous, Maggie.”
“You make me feel gorgeous. All of you,” she whispers.
I give her a wry smile. “Confusing, huh?”
She nods. “Yeah. Earlier, Tanner and me, we, uh—"
“You kissed,” I finish for her.
Her eyes widen. “How did you…?”
“He told us. Like Noah said earlier, we’re close. We all like you, Maggie. I like you. And right now, I want to kiss you.”
Maggie stares at me for a moment. I can see the expressions chasing across her face. Guilt. Doubt. Curiosity. And desire.
Slowly, she nods.
I don’t waste any time. I lean over her, caging her in with my arms. Dipping my head to hers, I seal our lips together.
Fuck, she tastes amazing.
Like nectar and sunshine.
I lick across the seam of her lips, and she opens up for me, her tongue playing with mine, exploring my mouth as I’m exploring hers. I cup the back of her head in my hand, holding her firmly so I can lick deeper into the sweetness of her mouth.
Our fevered kiss sends my cock into overdrive. He wants inside her sweet little cunt. But he’s going to have to wait. I won’t do anything to risk rushing this beauty in my arms, and I know that Noah and Tanner feel the same.
I lower my weight over her, and she grinds herself against my rigid dick with a needy moan.
“You are so fucking hot, Maggie,” I grunt, breaking the kiss and licking a stripe up her neck to her earlobe, biting it gently.
“So are you,” she whispers, tangling her hands in my hair and pulling my mouth to hers again.
The kiss is slow, drugging, tender. There’s something much more than lust blossoming between us. I care about Maggie. I care enough not to rush her, not to overwhelm her, but I also want to give her pleasure, to show her just how much she’s already come to mean to me.
I break the kiss, easing her dress straps down her arms so that her breasts pop free. “Fuck, your tits are amazing,” I mutter, dipping my head and pulling a nipple into my mouth while I pinch the other between my thumb and my forefinger.
“Theo!” she mewls, bucking her hips against me.
“Can I touch you, Maggie? Can I touch that sweet treasure between your legs?” I ask, biting down gently on her nipple.
Her fingers bite into my biceps, and she nods her head. “Please! It aches.”
“Where does it ache, baby. Show me.”
“Here,” she whispers, sliding her hand between us to touch her pussy.
Her dress has ridden up, giving me a glimpse of silky, blue panties and my cock almost detonates behind my zipper.
“Let me take care of that for you,” I offer, my voice rough with passion.
I slide my hand down her body, and her stomach muscles clench as my fingers find the edges of her underwear. I slip my hand inside, and her soft curls tease my palm as I cup her wet sex. Her heart pounds against my ear as I slide a finger along her folds, opening her up so I can find her little pearl.
“Oh, God!” she chokes, jerking beneath my hand.