“Yes,” she breathes. “I liked it when you…” her blush deepens as she wets her lips. “I liked it when you licked my ass like that, Principal Kane.”
I groan, and we come crashing together in a fierce kiss before I pull back.
“Spread your legs, baby girl,” I purr. She does, blushing wildly. I grab the can of shaving cream and my razor from the counter near the edge of the tub and spray some foam into my hands. I lather them together and then reach for her, my cock lurching as I start to rub the slick cream over her pussy. I rub it gently into her skin, teasing her lips as she gasps in pleasure before I pull away. I get the razor nice and warm in the tub before I lean in close and bring it to her skin as her breath catches.
“Do you trust me, baby girl?”
She nods eagerly, her face pink and her eyes wild.
“I trust you,” she breathes.
And then, I start.
I go slow, and my hands don’t shake at all as I slowly clean the shaving cream from her sweet little pussy stroke by stroke. She’s just got a little patch of light blonde fuzz above her lips, and I leave that as I clean the rest of it away from her lips and the crease of her thighs. She’s breathing heavy, her eyes wild and her chest rising and falling heavily by the time I’m done, and when I bring the spray nozzle out again, she gasps as I let the hot spray of water tease over her pussy.
I wash the hair and cream away until she’s glistening, pink, and smooth as silk under my fingers. I put the nozzle away and lean in, and when I slowly drag my tongue over her soft, bare lips, Brynn goes wild. I keep licking, swirling my tongue over her clit and then teasing it up and down her freshly shaved lips as her hips buck and her breath catches. I move back to her clit, sucking and tonguing her little bud before suddenly, she’s melting against me as she comes.
She moans, panting and whimpering as she presses her pussy against my mouth, her honey dripping all over my tongue. And I just keep teasing her until she moans and giggles, shivering as she gently pushes my head away.
“Oh fuck,” she gasps, her hands going to my face and grabbing me as she tugs my mouth to hers. I growl, kissing her deeply and letting her taste herself again before I stand. Water drips down my body as I pull her into my arms, stepping from the tub and striding into the master suite.
I move us to the bed, setting her on the edge before abruptly, I step back, my pulse racing.
You can’t.
I’ve already stepped over so many fucking lines that they’re blurred together. But this? Taking her to my bed and, well, taking her?
My jaw tenses.
No. That I can’t do. That somehow just feels like a step too far over that line. Brynn looks at me, her gaze heated and fierce, and slowly, I can see that she sees what’s going on here inside my head.
“Please, Colton,” she whispers as she slides to the edge of the bed.
“Brynn—”
“I’m eighteen, Colton, and—”
“Trust that I haven’t forgotten that part,” I growl.
She bites her lip, her eyes hooded with lust.
“I’m eighteen, and I know what I want.”
“No, Brynn, you—”
“Yes, I fucking do,” she hisses as her eyes lock onto mine.
“And I want you.”
“I know you think you—”
She stands, striding right for me, and before I can say a word, she’s melting into me, wrapping one leg around mine, sliding her hand up my jaw, and stepping up on her tiptoe to sear her lips to mine. Her tongue parts my lips, teasing against mine as my pulse roars and my cock swells rock hard against her.
“I want you,” she groans heatedly. “I want you, Principal Kane, and I want you right now.”
Somehow, this girl a solid foot shorter than me spins us and pushes me back until I tumble back on the bed. I chuckle, but when she stalks towards me with this look of pure lust on her face, my laughter turns into a growl. She climbs onto the bed, crawling over me until her nipples drag over my chest and her eyes lock with mine.
“Fuck, Brynn—”