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“I would like that,” she said. She poured herself another glass of wine. I was sure she needed it after the stress of meeting my family earlier.
I looked at my watch. It was getting late, but I wasn’t ready to head back to my mom’s yet. I was sure that she was getting Austin into bed. I didn’t want to risk messing that up, plus I was enjoying my alone time with Tiffany.
“Do you want to go watch TV?” I asked her, although I hadn’t intended on doing that. I just wanted to get close to her on the couch and possibly start a little foreplay. I couldn’t help myself around her. She turned me into a horny teenager and I had to have her.
“Sure,” she said, with a smirk on her face. She knew what I wanted. I hoped that she wanted it, too. We took our drinks into the living room, placing them down on the coffee table. I turned on the TV and searched through the menu until I found a Christmas movie. I put my arm around her and she leaned into me.
“It’s nice to see you outside of work again,” I said. She looked at me and smiled.
“It is,” she said. “I must admit, I did miss you.”
Her admission made me smile. I was glad that she had missed me. I had missed her, too. Between Austin’s sickness and her odd behavior, there was a time that I wasn’t sure I would see her again. I worried that the fire may have gone cold. Luckily, things were about to heat up again.
I leaned down and kissed her, feeling her pillow-like lips against mine. My cock slowly started to stir as I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer to me. She moved against me, returning the kiss by adding some tongue. I slid my hand up her sweater, feeling her breasts. I had missed those, too. They were perfectly shaped and fit right in the palm of my hand.
I continued to kiss her as I fought with her bra. Finally, I moved back and helped her get her sweater over her head. I unclasped her bra and her tits popped out, delighting the fuck out of me. The woman had no clue how hot she was. I slid the bra off her, tossing it on the ground next to the couch before laying her down and moving above her. I took one of her nipples in my hand and began to lightly twist it. She moaned with pleasure.
“God, that feels good,” she whispered into my ear. I continued to play with her nipple as she softly ground her body against mine. “I need you,” Tiffany told me.
CHAPTER 32
TIFFANY
Cayden moved off of me. At first, I was surprised, not knowing if he was ending things. But he reached for my hand and helped me off the couch.
“Let’s go to my room,” he said. I smiled. His bed sounded much better than making out on the couch. We walked into his room, and I led the way. Cayden caressed my ass as we walked down the hallway.
“Have I ever told you how much I love your ass?” he asked me. “It’s the perfect shape, just like a peach.”
I smiled. I liked hearing how much Cayden liked my body. After Brad’s comments the other night, I was beginning to think that my body was terrible. Hearing compliments from Cayden pushed all of those thoughts far out of my head. Cayden liked me, no matter what size I was.
We walked into Cayden’s bedroom and he threw me down on the bed.
“Take your shirt off,” he said. I obliged, taking off my sweater. It felt good to get off, the itchy material was rubbing against my bare breasts.
“Have I ever told you how much I like your breasts?” Cayden asked. He leaned down and took one of my nipples in his mouth. I was so turned on by hearing him talk about my body. As he sucked on my nipples, I stroked his head. He continued to suck my nipples and his hand wandered down to my open thighs. He rubbed my pussy through my jeans, making me even wetter. He knew where to touch me and how to touch me.
He undid my belt and I raised my hips off the bed to help him take off my jeans. The jeans shimmied down my legs, revealing a red thong.
“Have I ever told you how much I like your pussy?” Cayden asked. He moved my thong to the side and put one finger inside of me.
“You are so wet,” he said. “Did you miss me?”
I nodded. I had been sexually frustrated the past couple of days. I had masturbated a few times thinking about Cayden, but it was nothing like the real thing. My body craved him.
“It did,” I said. I moved closer to his body, eager for his finger to reach further inside of me. He looked up at me and smiled.
“Every inch of me missed you too,” he said. His voice, looks and hands were turning me on – big time.
“That’s a lot of inches.” I offered him a smile.
“All for you, baby.” He slid another finger inside of me. “Use it for your pleasure tonight, hm?”
I nodded. “I plan to.”
“That’s what I like to hear,” he said, placing a third finger inside of me. He slowly began to finger fuck me. My body moved along with his fingers.
“I want to see you naked,” I told Cayden. For some reason, I always seemed to be undressed before he was. “Take your pants off.”
