Page 14 of More Than a Match

Just like that, the fire in my pants is back. “Yes, that sounds nice.”

“Awesome. I’ll even let you pick it.”

“What a gentleman!”

He laughs and closes my door, making his way around to the driver’s side. He sits down and immediately reaches for my hand, weaving his fingers with mine almost absentmindedly. It’s a comfortable, safe feeling.

The drive back is quick, and we’re soon at his door. He pauses, his key in the lock. “Well, I suppose this is the part where normally I’d kiss you goodnight at the end of a first date.”

“I think you’re right,” I agree, leaning forward and tilting my chin up.

He lowers his head to meet mine, our lips pressing together chastely at first, the kiss quickly deepening as he pulls me closer to him. I can feel myself falling head over heels down the rabbit hole of lust, but just as quickly as the kiss began, it’s over.

He breaks away and turns to unlock the door. “Alright, what kind of movie are you in the mood for?”

I haven’t moved, my brain still processing the fact that we aren’t kissing anymore.

“Mina? You coming?”

I snap back to reality. “What? Oh, sorry, yeah!” I step inside and he closes the door behind me. “What sort of movies do you have?”

“Well, I’ve got all the streaming services, plus a pretty hefty DVD collection to choose from.”

“Ooh, let me see those!”

We head into the living room, and he opens the entertainment center, which seems bigger on the inside, if such a thing is possible. There are hundreds of DVDs there, meticulously arranged alphabetically within genre. I skim the titles, my eyes landing on one of my childhood favorites.

“Oh my god, you have The Princess Bride!”

“Of course I do!” He pulls it out, holding it up proudly. “One of the best. Guess that’s what we’re watching!”

CHAPTER 12: ALEX

As Mina gazes at my DVD collection, my entire focus is on my throbbing dick. It desperately wants to come out and play, especially knowing what goodies are hiding under Mina’s clothes. I had to cut our kiss at the door short before the tent in my pants betrayed my desires, and I could tell she was a little upset by that.

“Oh my god, you have The Princess Bride!” The sense of childlike joy in her voice is adorable. Without hesitation I grab the DVD from its spot on the shelf and hold it up.

“Of course I do! One of the best. Guess that’s what we’re watching!”

I get the DVD player queued up and we arrange ourselves comfortably on the couch. She’s snuggled up against my side, and I drape my arm over her shoulders. This feels right, like we’ve done this a million times before, with a million more to come. Somewhere around the battle of wits with Vizzini, she nestles closer, snuggling into my chest and resting her hand on my thigh. I glance down at her, and she turns her face up, looking at me. As though we are both struck by the same urge, our lips meet again, frantically this time.

She quickly climbs on top of me, straddling me and holding my face in her hands as she kisses me. I wrap my arms around her waist, never wanting to let her go. She begins to grind slowly, pressing her weight down against my quickly-growing erection. A few minutes of that is all I can stand.

“Fuck it,” I growl, standing up from the couch and supporting her weight as I do. She holds tight, arms around my neck and her legs wrapping around my waist in a vice grip. I move us to the bedroom, kissing up and down her neck as she mewls softly in response.

I lean forward and lay her down on the bed, quickly stripping off my shirt and undoing my pants, letting them drop down around my ankles. She wriggles out of her clothes just as quickly, tossing them to the side. She’s mine for the taking, laid out in naked glory, her legs spread wide and giving me a delightful view. I shimmy out of my boxers so that I’m as free as she is, and I see her staring at my cock.

I realize this is the first time she’s getting a proper look at it, and I give it a few perfunctory tugs. I drop my fingers to her pussy, pleased to find it already starting to glisten with moisture.

“No,” she moans, and I freeze.What did I do wrong?

Thankfully, she continues. “Skip the foreplay. Just fuck me.”

She doesn’t have to ask me twice. In a flash my dick is lined up at the entrance to her cunt. I rub it up and down a few times, coating the head with her natural lubricant. A solid thrust later and I’m buried inside her, and I can’t help but let out a moan. It feels just as good as I remember.

I start with slow, shallow strokes, leaning over her and lightly nipping at her collarbone with each thrust. She wraps her legs up around my hips, driving her own pelvis up slightly to meet my every pump. She presses her hands to my chest, her fingers lightly scratching at me as we collide. The expression on her face is divine. Her eyes are shut, and she’s biting her lower lip, a small smile flickering there as she mewls softly.

I adjust slightly, lifting my right arm and sliding it down between our grinding bodies to find her clit. There, I found it, that tiny little button of pleasure. She moans again, letting me know I’m right on target. I use my thumb to make small circles over it, lightly pressing and teasing the sensitive nub.

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