Page 19 of The Boy Next Door
Chapter Nine
Evan
Frustrated, Emma runs her fingers through her hair and throws her head back. “Evan...” And that is a fucking plea.
I watch my finger slip inside her. Over and over. This is the perfect sight—Emma naked in my bed with her legs spread. Her fingers keep bending in, flexing in her palms. Her lips keep shaping silent Os. Fuck. All the little ohs and ahs she’s whispering at each flick of my tongue cause my balls to draw tight. My cock twitches, begging me to fuck her. She’s slick and wet and so damn tight. Every time she tenses around me, I nearly lose my shit.
I circle her clit, loving the way she jerks from the touch. I don’t know how much longer I can take it, but I want to drag this out as long as possible.
She fists at the sheets. Her heels dig into the mattress while her breaths grow deep and uneven. She’s right there, so I slow my speed.
“What are you doing?” she asks, grinding over my hand.
“Making sure it’s good.” I give it three more seconds, then I lean over and lick her clit, coaxing a string of mumbled “fucks” from her.
I may be a virgin, but I’ve done my fair share of playing with girls. I always paid attention to how they reacted. To what they liked, to what drove them crazy. All because I was determined that I would blow Emma’s fucking mind if I ever had her.
Emma’s muscles tighten and release. She grabs my hair, pulling while she grinds against my mouth. This is where I wanted her, right here where she’s lost all control. Uninhibited.
“Oh God,” she pants.
As much as I want her to come right now, I’m a selfish shit. I want the first time I push her over that edge to be when she’s gripping my cock.
“Tell me,” I say against her pussy, hooking my arms under her knees and shoving them up by her head so I can lick her deeper. “Tell me to fuck you.” I can’t hate myself in the morning if she tells me she wants it.
“Don’t stop...” she grabs my jaw. “Please.”
“I need you to tell me.” I flatten my tongue out and drag it over her slit.
“Fuck me, Evan.”
I kiss my way from to her breasts, then to her warm mouth. Our eyes lock and I swallow. She bites at her lip, then grabs the waist of my boxers and shoves them over my ass. Her hand moves between us and she fists my cock. That single touch is almost too much for me to fucking handle.
