Page 15 of Fine, Dork

Anywhere I wanted. I slid my hands up her tiny cotton shorts and brushed the edge of her panties with my fingertips. Kinley shivered and let out a quiet gasp. I drew little circles on her ass with my fingers while we kissed, and it seemed to be driving her mad. She rocked her hips against me, buried her hands in my hair, and worked my mouth with some kind of fury.

I slid my fingers into her underwear next and palmed her ass with both hands, squeezing gently. Kinley whimpered against my lips. I squeezed her ass a little harder, and she gasped and shoved her tongue in my mouth.

If Kinley didn’t like this, she’d tease the shit out of me and go back to her side of the bed. I had no doubt in my mind that she would be honest with me. And right now, Kinley’s body was being even more honest than her words. She was into it. Maybe I had no reason to worry. Maybe she’d never been with a guy like me that actually cared about her pleasure.

I felt a sudden burst of courage and flipped her over, so I was on top. “Oh fuck, J.” Her whisper was all breathy, and her chest rose and fell rapidly.

Look at those gorgeous tits. Fucking get in there, dude. I cupped her left breast through her t-shirt. It wasn’t enough. I slid my other hand up her shirt and cupped her right breast bare. Kinley moaned. Maybe I did, too. I covered her mouth with mine and swallowed up her pleasure. Her sexy little noises felt good against my lips.

With every second that I kissed the girl of my dreams and felt her body, my ability to make logical decisions slipped further away. I was starting to do what Kinley always told me to do. Don’t think, just do.

I kissed her neck and slid a hand up the left leg of her shorts. I ran two fingers down her panties and felt that they were damp. Kinley moaned and bucked her hips. I wanted to feel all of her, so I did. I brushed the panties aside and gently teased her pussy until she was almost angry with desire.

“Fuck, J!” She gasped, rocking her hips. “What are you fucking doing to me?”

“Getting you nice and ready, K.” I pressed a soft kiss against her lips, and while our lips were still touching, I finally slid my fingers inside her perfect pussy. I pumped them deep into her sweet, warm center a few times. Who was the fucking dumbass that said no sex? Fuck, I wanted my dick in there! I reluctantly pulled my fingers out and rubbed her clit.

My chivalry was rewarded only a minute later when Kinley climaxed. She arched her back and clamped a hand over her mouth to hold in her moans. I slid my fingers back inside of her to feel her pulsing and tightening. Fuck!

“Holy shit. Holy fucking shit, Jaxon!” Kinley shoved me off of her and then climbed back on top with a wild look in her eyes. She yanked my shorts and boxer briefs down and gasped. “Again, holy shit, Jaxon!”

“What?” I laughed and tried to sit up.

Kinley shoved me back down. “You and your secret hot body and secret big dick and secret fingering skills.” She gave me a mischievous smirk. “You sure you only want a hand job?”

No. I wanted to fuck every damn hole in Kinley’s body, five times each. I swallowed. “Yup. A hand job sounds good.”

Kinley raised both eyebrows. “Good?”

“Great? Amazing?”

She laughed out loud and gripped my cock. “Mmm, that’s too dry. That’s not gonna feel good.”

Her pussy was wet. I knew that for a fact. Oh fuck, was Kinley going to rub herself all over me? Was she going to use her spit? Then I’d want my cock in her mouth. I closed my eyes and tried to steady my breathing. Then I heard a bottle squirt and smelled her apple lotion.

Kinley stroked my cock with both hands in a perfect rhythm. The apple lotion was a good lube, but I’d never be able to smell it again without thinking about sex.

“How many bottles of that lotion do you have left?”

“I’m on my last three bottles, J.” She ran her hands up and down my cock like a fucking angel.

I raised an eyebrow at her and said, “What, do you take baths in it or something?”

Kinley laughed and gripped me tighter. I closed my eyes and groaned when she sped up her movements.

“Shit, K.” I opened my eyes to see Kinley watching my face.

“Does that feel good?” She whispered and bit her lip.

I covered my face with both hands and mumbled, “Fuck yeah.” I came seconds later, all over my t-shirt.

Kinley laughed and kissed me one more time. “You have a hot O-face.” Then she wiped her hands down my shirt and climbed out of bed.

“Where are you going?”

Kinley dug around in my suitcase until she found another white t-shirt. She tossed it to me and smiled. “I’d tell you to take your sperm shirt off and sleep naked, but you’re shy about your hot body or something.”

She perched on the edge of the bed and bit her lip as I tugged off my t-shirt. Did Kinley honestly think I had a hot body? I looked nothing like the guys she dated. There was no way she thought I was hot, but the way she was looking at me right now had me questioning our entire friendship.

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