Page 30 of Choosing Skyler

“What’s the problem? Maybe I can help,” I say, hoping my mom teaching me her debugging tricks will come in handy.

“Oh, I’ve been fighting with this code all summer. I’m trying to get ahead before school starts. Devon and I are attempting to create a fantasy RPG for the senior showcase project. It’s a little different than what we’ve worked on before, but we wanted something to show the world building involved with a fantasy style game. His graphics are phenomenal but I’m dropping the ball on the programming. It keeps getting stuck on the main menu and I can’t seem to find the bug.” She shrugs.

“Do you mind if I take a look?” I ask her, not wanting to overstep.

She huffs. “Be my guest. I’m about ready to scrap the whole code and start over. But I’ve put so much work into it…” she says with a sigh.

I sit at the desk and start going through her code line by line. I see the problem almost immediately. Her coding is insane. I can’t believe she’s writing code like this in college. She’s going to be a hell of a programmer in the field when she graduates. Her “bug” is nothing but an extra comma in the menu section. She’s looking too hard, trying to find something major. I use the arrow keys to take the cursor to the problem and leave it there, not erasing or typing. Then, I lean back and look up at her over my shoulder. Her eyes are as big as saucers.

“Oh, my gosh!” she exclaims. “That’s it! Brady, you are a genius! How did you find it so fast?!”

“You’re just too close to it. A fresh set of eyes helps. My mom used to debug programs for some of the top programmers in the industry and she always said that the problems were almost never worth what they paid her to find them. I guess I got her eye,” I say with pride, pushing back from the desk.

Before I can stand, Skyler plops down in my lap. She hits the backspace and saves the project. Then, she runs the code and the second monitor lights up with the main menu of the game. It’s amazing. The elven princess looks fierce with her bright blue eyes and flaming red hair.I wonder if she recognizes herself,I think as she puts her hands up in a prayer position after she clicks on the “new game” icon. The game loads. Then, a block opens up, asking her to create a character name. She leaps up, clapping and jumping up and down.

“It worked! Thank you so much, Brady! You’re my hero!” she yells. Then, she drops back into my lap and crashes her mouth to mine. “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you...”

She kisses me between each ‘thank you’, each kiss getting longer until her mouth is glued to mine. She moans into my mouth when my dick hardens beneath her glorious ass. I spin the chair and stand with her in my arms, never breaking our kiss. I head to the chaise lounge in the corner and sit with her in my lap.

I break the kiss to tell her, “You’re so welcome. I’ll help you with all your ‘bugs’ if this is the result.”

I stop her reply with another kiss, running my hand up her back to grip her neck. She moans and adjusts herself so that she’s straddling my lap. I groan as she grinds down on me. Her kisses become frantic as she runs her hands through my hair, holding my head as she ravishes my mouth.

She breaks the kiss, touching her forehead to mine, breathless. When she looks at me, her pupils are blown out until her blue eyes are almost completely black. Then, she dives back in for more. She seems desperate to be closer, still grinding on my now painful erection. I put my hands on her hips, stilling her movements and pull back from her kiss. If I don’t calm down now, I’m not going to be able to.

She takes one look at my face and determination flashes in her eyes. She sits up and pulls her shirt off before reaching behind her to unhook her bra. She lets her bra fall down her arms between us and I groan at the sight of her engorged breasts and hard nipples. She fights my hold on her hips as she reaches for the hem of my shirt. I let her pull it off and toss it aside to join hers on the floor. She runs her hands up my chest to my shoulders, pulling me in until we’re skin to skin.She feels so good.I run my hands up and down her back feeling her silky skin beneath my hands. I grip the top of her shoulders and pull her down, hard. I hold her there, feeling her heat even with two layers of denim between us.

The look in her eyes crashes my resolve and I pull her back to me to nibble her bottom lip. I rise up and flip us so that she’s lying on the chaise beneath me. She gasps at the sudden move. I pause to give her a chance to put on the brakes, but I know she won’t. She’s completely lust drunk. She pulls me down in an attempt to kiss me again, but I hold back, smirking at her. She growls—although it sounds more like a purr—and wraps her legs around my waist in an attempt to get me closer.

“Whatcha need, Beautiful?” I ask her playfully, even though I’m almost as mindless as she is at this point.

“Brady…” she purrs, trying desperately to pull me to her. When I don’t budge, she growls again. “Please, Brady…”

“Right here, Beautiful,” I tell her huskily.

I drop to my elbows so that we’re skin to skin again. Then, I nuzzle her neck and nip at the soft spot beneath her ear. Her moan travels straight to my cock and it jumps in my pants. She gasps when she feels the movement.

“Feel what you’ve done, Beautiful?” I growl into her neck.

She nods and bites her lip. “Take your pants off, Brady. Let meseewhat I’ve done,” she purrs.

She attempts to reach between us for the button of my jeans, but I push in closer so she can’t get her hands between us. I reach for her hands and pin them above her head before nuzzling her neck again.

“I can’t, Skyler,” I tell her gravelly. “I’m too far gone to stop if my pants come off. I won’t push you for more than you’re ready for. Especially after the way I acted earlier. But I’ll make you feel good. Can I make you feel good, Beautiful?”

She nods and bites her lip again. “I’m sorry, Brady. I just can’t get close enough. I feel like I’m crawling out of my skin. I’ve never felt like this. I don’t know what to do with it,” she says as she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.

I release one of her hands to cup her face. “Don’t hide from me, Beautiful. And don’t apologize. I’m right here. I’ll take care of you. I promise. Tell me what you need,” I tell her, running my hand down and squeezing her full breast.

“Oh, God, Brady….” she moans and arches her back. “More, please. I need…More.”

I release her other hand and scoot down, kissing down her chest and soft stomach until I’m on my knees. I unbutton her jeans and slide the zipper down slowly. She instantly lifts her hips for me to pull them down. I pull them to her knees and stop, gripping the back of her legs and pulling her down the chaise until her feet are on the floor with her legs bound at the knees by her jeans. She rises up on her elbows to glare down at me and I chuckle.

“Trust me?” I ask her with a smirk.

She raises an eyebrow, but nods. So, I leave her feet on the floor and push her knees apart as far as her half-removed pants will allow. I run my hands up her bare thighs to her hips. Then, I pin her hips down and lay wet kisses up one thigh before stopping to do the same to the other thigh. She wiggles beneath me, and I glance up to see her lust drunk eyes still watching me intently. Without breaking eye contact, I stick my tongue out and lick up her slit to her clit, before sucking it into my mouth. She moans and attempts to buck her hips up, but I still have them pinned.

I lick and nip at her throbbing clit before licking back down and thrusting my tongue inside her. I hum at the wetness that gushes out to meet my tongue and get lost in her sweet, tangy flavor. I devour her pussy the way she devoured my mouth earlier. Her moans drive me further and I lick back up, sucking on her clit again, flicking my tongue against the hard nub until she falls flat on her back and grips my hair in her hands. She pulls lightly, trying to ground herself as her legs tremble and her breathing becomes erratic. I nibble and suck and lick until she’s flying. Her grip on my hair becomes tighter and she freezes. Just as she falls apart, I push her jeans down to her ankles and lick back down to thrust my tongue back into her to get every drop.

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