Page 30 of Grease Monkey
She puts the tips of her fingers over my mouth. “I’m not exactly expecting a lifelong commitment from you, Teddy. I’m not asking for you to fall in love with me.” She sucks her bottom lip between her teeth, trying to hide the mirth behind a small smile. “I’m only seventeen, for crying out loud. And I know that high school romances rarely work out. I’m not naïve. But it would be nice to be with you… officially… for however long this”—she waves a hand between us—“lasts.”
I swallow, mulling over her words as she reaches up and brushes back my shaggy hair, my cap long discarded somewhere on the bed.
“But if that’s too much, I understand.”
I don’t have to think about it to know it’s not too much. This girl has managed to dig her way into my head and change my thoughts on pretty much everything—exclusivity, dating, girlfriends. Everything I might want to try withher.
“So I’d be like your senior fling or something?”
She shrugs, biting the smile growing at the corner of her mouth. “If that’s less scary for you.”
That kind of sounds perfect. I never want to hurt Ana, and knowing I’ll leave in the near future would inevitably hurt us both. With this “expiration date” over our heads, both of us understanding this will run its course, it makes it easy to say yes.
I push off the bed and drop to the floor, taking her hand in mine. “Ana, will you be my girlfriend?”
She laughs and tries to pull out of my hold. “You’re an idiot. Get up.”
“You didn’t answer me.”
“Okay, fine. Yes, yes, I will.”
I launch myself at her, pushing her onto the mattress and blanketing her body with mine. Our lips meet in a clash of teeth and tongues and moaning, and my hand trails down her side. She wraps her arms around my shoulders, squirming beneath me and pressing my hard cock against her hip. I rub against her, the feel of her under me incredible, and I could blow from this alone. It’s been me and my hand for far too long.
She pulls back, giving my shoulders a gentle push, and I stop rotating my hips.
“Is everything…”
“I want you to touch me,” she whispers, and my eyes blow wide.
“What?”
“Please,” she says, the blue in her eyes replaced with green. “Will you touch me?”
“Are you sure?”
She nods. I fall onto my side and slowly roll her shirt up, exposing her stomach littered with goosebumps. My fingers trace her skin, her muscles jumping under my touch. So damn responsive.
“Tell me to stop if it’s too much, okay?”
Again, she nods.
I kiss her stomach, brushing lightly against her skin, before moving up to her lips again while flicking the button on her jeans, trying to remain hyperaware of any changes that could be a sign that she’s uncomfortable. There’s nothing but unadulterated lust spilling from her as her tongue matches mine for dominance, and fighting myself to slow down is nearly impossible.
I break the kiss, moving to my knees to tug her jeans down gently, leaving her panties on—the design similar to the ones I’ve seen before—and pull them over her feet, tossing them to my floor. I sit back and take in her long, lean legs right up to her panties. Pushing to her elbows, she extends her arm and hesitantly goes for my jeans.
“Can I… touch you too?”
I grin and undo the button. “Whenever you want, baby.”
Leaning up, she kisses me as she pushes the denim over my ass to my knees and I wriggle the rest down my legs. She giggles against my lips as I struggle, finally relenting and detaching my face from hers to kick my pants away. Lying down, her legs part slightly, and I slot in between them, my painfully aching cock lining up with her core that I so badly want to be inside. One day. If she’ll let me.
I roll to my side again, hooking one of her legs over my hip, opening her wide. I run my hand up the inside of her thigh, getting closer and closer to her hot pussy. Her hand covers mine when I get to the waistband.
“Can we keep them on?” I raise my brows questioningly. “Just for right now? I’ve not, erm,landscaped.”
Her face turns a brilliant shade of scarlet, and she tries to look away. I push back the curls from her forehead and press my fingers under her chin, urging her to kiss me.
“Of course, baby.” Moving to her jaw, I kiss along the sharp line toward her ear. “But you never need to be embarrassed around me.” I give her pussy a light tap over her panties. “And just so you know… I’d want you any way you’d let me. Now, let me take care of you.”
