Page 23 of For the Plot
Shaking that thought off, I got back to the gorgeous woman grinding on my dick. I needed to appreciate every moment I had with her this way.
“Mmm, you liked that, did you?”
She nodded her head frantically, too far gone for words.
“Can I touch your tits, Nikki? Over the clothes only, I promise.”
“Please,” she cried, her hips moving faster, faltering in rhythm as the pleasure began to overtake her.
As I lowered my head to her breasts, her hands dove into my hair, gripping and lightly pulling at it, and my cock jumped, more pre-cum leaking into my boxers. I wasn't going to last much longer, and I refused to come before she did. Keeping one hand on her hips to help her continue grinding on me, I raised the other one to stroke up the side of her breast.
They weren’t the biggest tits I’d ever worked with, but they weren’t small either, filling the full span of my palm. I brushed my thumb across the surface, searching for her nipple through the fabric of her bra and dress. Once I found it, I lowered my head to take it into my mouth. I opened my lips wide until I had the entire tip in my mouth, laving my tongue against the stiff bud.
Nikki whimpered again, her hands pulling more firmly at my hair. “God, I’m so close, James,” she cried out. I could hear the desperation in her voice, knew how badly she needed to come, because I needed the same. Her hips hit just right, and I moaned into her skin.
“What do you need, Nikki? Use your words.” I licked across her chest, dipping my tongue into the valley between her tits as she whimpered again. God, I couldn’t wait to see her naked.
She stopped moving and I almost cried, so desperate for release, but then I realized what she was doing. She pushed the sleeves of her dress down her arms until it fell around her waist, leaving her only in her bra.
“I thought you said no clothes coming off? And before that brain of yours gets any ideas, I am not at all opposed to this,” I added quickly when I saw her begin to falter.
She smiled at me then, and I almost came in my pants from that alone. It was so bright and unfiltered and just the slightest bit crooked. Oh, I was so fucked when it came to her. But I didn’t even care anymore.
“Just this,” she panted, beginning to moving her hips again, head falling back once more. “My nipples aren’t very sensitive,” she continued, and I nearly swallowed my tongue when she raked her fingernails across my scalp, a bolt of lightning shooting straight down to my cock. The only thing stopping me from coming was biting down on my lip so hard I could taste blood. “I needed your mouth closer to my skin.”
That was all the encouragement I needed, and I dove back in. This time, with the barrier of her dress gone, I could feel the heat of her skin through her bra as I sucked her nipple into my mouth. Her hips began picking up speed, small sighs and breathy moans escaping at every movement.
That’s when I bit down on her nipple, hard enough for her to feel my teeth beneath the thin fabric, and she cried out one last time, her entire body seizing in my arms, tensing as her orgasm rolled through her.
Nikki’s hips jerked against mine, and I finally let myself go, soothing her nipple with my tongue as I gripped her hips firmly and slammed my still-clothed dick up into her. It only took two or three thrusts before I was soaking my jeans through with cum, a deep groan rumbling from my chest and my head fell forward, resting against the tops of her breasts.
We sat there together panting for what felt like an eternity as we both came back down. I turned my head to the side, planting a soft kiss on the side of her breast before pulling back.
Nikki had a glazed expression on her face, and I tried not to let my ego get the best of me. “Holy shit,” she finally said between breaths.
“You can say that again."
“Was that… was that how it normally is for you?”
I licked my lips, stalling while I tried to figure out how to answer.It’s never been like that for me, I wanted to say. But if I said that, she would know. That what I felt for her was more than platonic. And she didn’t want that, not with me.
“Sometimes,” I hedged, settling on a half-truth. “There are levels of chemistry outside of attraction. Some people have more chemistry than others, and I guess we have more.”
Nikki grinned at me, stroking a thumb across my cheek, and I held myself back from grabbing her and shoving my tongue back in her mouth like I wanted to.
“Well, thank god for that.”
15
James
Loverboy - A-Wall
Iwokeupwitha smile on my face. I had left Nikki’s room last night after we finished (pun intended) with a promise to figure out the next time the guys were gone for the first—well,technically second, if you counted what we’d done last night, which we probably should—“lesson." But I had needed to get myself cleaned up before things got stiff in a different, less pleasant way.
I had kissed her on the forehead as I left the room and instantly regretted it. Not because it wasn’t nice, but because it was too nice. I was the one who'd said we needed to keep things strictly physical between us, and sweet forehead kisses were the exact opposite of that.
Back in my room, I stripped out of my dirty clothes, before heading to the bathroom. I was still so keyed up that I ended up jerking myself off again in the shower just by picturing what she had looked like on top of me, head thrown back in passion, hair stuck to her forehead with sweat as she rode me to her own pleasure.
