Page 17 of Home Stretch

“See the ocean again or surf?” I ask.

“Both? Either?”

“Not really. I’m happy with cars, forests, and you.”

She blushes, leaning over the center console of the car to kiss my cheek.

“Do you want to come up? You’ve never actually seen my bedroom.”

“Sure,” I say, even though I know that if I go into her bedroom, I will not be able to keep my hands off her. One look at the blush creeping up her cheeks, and I know she’s thinking the same thing. I’m more than okay with skipping classes if it means getting more time with my girl.

We head up to the front door and then into the elevator. The same sexual tension from last night is there between us as soon as those elevator doors slide closed, and this time, I can’t resist the temptation to kiss her.

Just like I imagined last night, I grab Malia’s waist, pushing her back against the wall as I crowd her into the corner and claim her lips with mine. She moans against my mouth, her hands fisting into my t-shirt as her body presses against mine.

She opens under me, and I waste no time slipping my tongue into her mouth to tangle with hers. She tastes like maple syrup and sugar, and I’m instantly addicted. I’ll never be able to eat pancakes again without thinking of this and getting as hard as a diamond.

She lets out a throaty moan, and my cock starts to leak in my jeans.

Fuck, I love this woman.

The elevator dings, and the doors slide open. We’re still alone, but I know I need to get her into her apartment before someone interrupts us.

I take her hand and lead her down the hall to her apartment. She passes me the keys, and I unlock the door and usher her inside.

“I just need to get changed really quick,” she says.

She sounds slightly out of breath and still turned on from that kiss in the elevator. I follow her down the hall and stick my head inside her bedroom.

Her walls are the same cream color as the rest of the apartment. There’s not much to her room either. There’s just a bed, dresser, and desk, with a closet on the far wall. Some books and papers sit on her desk, and some knick-knacks are strewn across her dresser. I laugh when I see a picture of Malia, Locklyn, and Elodie. They’re all making funny faces, and I smile when I see how cheerful they all look.

Malia clears her throat, and my gaze is immediately pulled to her, my mouth watering when I see her naked body.

“Does my girl need something from me?” I ask, my voice deep and gravelly.

She nods, trailing a hand down the center of her body. I follow the motion, my dick growing painfully hard as I take in every dip and curve along the way.

Mesmerized by her seductive touches, I start peeling my shirt and pants off, nearly ripping my boxer briefs in an attempt to get to her faster.

Malia giggles at my struggle, but I growl and lunge for her, pinning her down to the mattress and devouring her sweet, sexy lips. “Jesus, woman,” I grunt before kissing her again. Malia wiggles beneath me and spreads her legs wide, letting me settle between them. My heavy cock glides through her folds, making us both groan.

She clutches my biceps, digging her nails into my flesh as I suck on her pulse point. “K-Kade…” she whimpers. “P-please. It hurts. I hurt without you. Need it. Need you…”

“You have me, angel. You’ll always have me.” Malia nods and thrusts her hips, grinding against my cock as I gather up her juices. She’s soaked for me. I line myself up with her pulsing entrance, closing my eyes and savoring this moment.

“Ready for me, beautiful?”

She nods and licks her lips. “I need you,” she begs.

I cup the side of her face and kiss her as I surge forward, filling her up in one long stroke. Groaning, I swallow down her cries of pleasure before slowly pulling out.

“More,” Malia whispers, wrapping her legs around my hips. “Deeper. I want it all.”

“Fuck,” I growl, pulling out and slamming my dick back inside her greedy little cunt. She feels so damn good, so tight and wet for me. Malia inhales sharply and then exhales a breathy moan.

Her pussy ripples around me, sucking me in deeper, deeper, so fucking deep I see stars behind my eyes. I grit my teeth, hanging on to my orgasm by a thread. Malia clings to me as I rock in and out of her. My thrusts become more forceful, and my needy girl loves it. She plants her feet on the bed and lifts her hips, meeting me brutal thrust for brutal thrust.

I scrape my cock along her front wall, searching for that spot…

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