Lee
19
It’snotlostonme that every time I’m knocking on this door, peace takes root in my chest.
I thought it was the smell of salt in the air. The crash of waves in the distance. But it’s none of those things. It’s the second I recognise the presence of the woman through the glass windows of the door.
The balance of chaos and calm swirling in her hazel eyes. Those wayward blonde strands and her luscious curves that I know are going to be warm and smooth as I guide my hands over every bare inch.
I watch her pin her bottom lip under her teeth, and she gently twists the door handle, squinting one eye as if that will make it open quieter.
The second the door unlatches, I’m on her. Sliding my hands around her hips and down to cup the full cheeks of her delectable arse. I pull her up against me and devour her lips.
She’s grinding against me in an instant, as if it’s a thought she doesn’t consciously make. Her body just knows what to do when we’re in each other’s clutches.
I walk us down the hallway to her bedroom. At this point, I can do it with my damn eyes closed.
“Don’t slam the door. Lex is home,” she whispers against my lips.
Her friend works odd hours. I often pass her coming home in the early morning as I’m sneaking out, but this is the first time she’s told me to be quiet.
“Bombshell, you think you have it in you to be quiet?”
She grants me a wicked grin. “You know I’m always up for a challenge.”
“Mmm, I’m looking forward to testing that confidence.”
“Do your worst, Lover Boy.”
I pull her tank top over her head one-handed, exposing her pierced nipples.
Turning to sit on the bed, I hold her in my lap while I suck one rosy-pink bud and pinch the other with my thumb and forefinger.
She hums in delight and gently rocks her hips over me.
Her nails run through my hair, holding my head to her chest, and I groan, shifting to lick and suck at her other breast.
Both my hands grip at her hips, encouraging her movements, pushing her further down on me. I know hitting that clit ring makes her go off like a rocket. When she grinds it against me I feel the same way.
There’s only the thin cotton of her sleep shorts and my sweats that separate us.
I was half hard just driving over here, but with her lithe body rolling within my grasp, her smooth skin like velvet under my palms, I’m all the way there now.
My mouth continues to bite and suck at her tits, playing with the barbells. I’ve never been with a woman with piercings. The way they enhance her pleasure and make her squirm and moan. It feels as though liquid fire is running through my veins. I could finish just hearing the way her breath hitches more when I play with her accessories. They make her so responsive to my touch, but I’m selfishly hoping it has more to do with me.
“Are you going to tell me your name tonight, Bombshell?”
“You said it. I’m your Bombshell.” My heart stutters over the way she says she’s mine, but it’s short-lived when my mind manages to drag over the fact that she still won’t tell me her name.
We’ve been at this for weeks, and still, she holds me just outside of that circle. I’m right up against the wall, as close as I can get to her without being let all the way in.
“Come on.” I smile, daring her to give in. I wrap my teeth around one of the barbells and gently tug before releasing her and leaving a kiss against her skin. “Tell me your name.”
She halts above my lap, fingers still digging into my hair. She pulls on the strands, forcing my head to tip back, locked in the command of her golden eyes.
“I can do this on my own if you’re more interested in chitchat.”
I blow out a breath. “Fine.” I’ll let it go.For now. “What’s the wildest thing you’ve done on a date?” I ask instead.