Page 156 of The Parkers' Handsome Holiday
Baby steps, I thought. I could do baby steps if it meant they were leading somewhere.
“Do you live here alone?” I asked. She shook her head.
“I live here with my best friend, Mandy,” she explained. “But, she’s a nurse and works nights, so she’s not here right now. We work different schedules, but it’s like I live by myself most of the time.”
“A little bit of both worlds, huh? It’s like living alone but paying half the rent. Not a bad way to live.”
She giggled as we reached her door. She looked gorgeous, even under her yellow porch light.
“Thank you for tonight, Cayden,” she said. Her hand was on the doorknob, ready to open it and go inside. I had seconds to make my move.
Instinctively, I dropped her hand and put one of my hands on each side of her waist. I pulled her closer to me and our lips met. Just as I imagined, her lips were soft and luscious. She kissed me passionately as my tongue slowly darted in and out of her mouth. Her breasts pushed up against my chest. She wasn’t wearing a bra, so I could feel her hard nipples too.
I wanted to reach down and grab her breasts, but I resisted. We were on her front porch. It was neither the time, nor the place. I had to shut this down before I got in trouble.
I pulled away and she wiped her mouth with a grin.
“That was fucking amazing,” she said. It was the first time that I heard her swear and it turned me on. My cock began to swell even more in my dress pants. I noticed her look down at my crotch for an instant. She had to have seen my cock busting through my pants.
Her eyes looked hungry and I knew she wanted more, as well. But for both of our sakes, I needed to take this slow.
“Thank you for finally saying yes,” I said, taking a step back. “We should definitely do this again.”
She nodded, biting her bottom lip. I desperately wanted to take her into the empty apartment, but I refrained. She had just agreed to another date. We could take this further another day. It was hard to tell this to my raging hard-on, but I had to play it cool. Tiffany was someone that I would have to take it slow with, but I needed one more taste.
I reached over to her, kissing her for a second time. I moved my hand by her cheek, pulling her as close as possible. I wanted to feel her body completely against mine. My cock was rock hard now. She must have felt it through my pants.
We said goodbye and she walked into her apartment alone. I walked back to my car, thoughts of a naked Tiffany dancing through my head. Her breasts had felt so good pressed up against me. I wanted to know how they felt in my hands. I wanted to know how her hard nipples would feel in my mouth. I would definitely have to go home and take matters into my own hands.
CHAPTER 4
TIFFANY
I passed out quickly, but my thoughts were on Cayden, and my body ached for more than a kiss at the door.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Tiffany,” Cayden said. “I have been waiting for this moment forever.”
I stood in front of him, bared and scared to death. My body was on full display. He was still on my bed, fully clothed, but had somehow convinced me to take off every last item of clothing.
“Bend over the bed,” he instructed me as he rose. He took his shirt off, revealing a toned midsection. Just as quickly as he removed his shirt, he began to undo his belt. His pants came off in record time. I could not believe that Cayden Lewis was standing in my bedroom and was only wearing his navy-blue boxer briefs.
My eyes were glued to his body. I wanted to see his cock in full glory. I had felt it during our kiss, so I knew it would be fucking huge. I had been alone for over a year. I needed to be fucked like a whore, but I didn’t want to let on too much. My body burned for his touch.
“See something you like, sweet girl?” he asked.
I nodded and bit my lip, holding back a moan.
He tugged his boxers down, revealing his huge cock as it sprang forward. My pussy grew wet and pulsed.
“Tell me you want this big thing inside of you, Tiffany.” He asked with a sexy smile on his face as he stroked himself.
“I want that inside of me,” I mumbled softly.
“Such a good girl.” He walked over to the bed and kissed me passionately before turning me around. One strong palm pressed against my back as he pushed me toward the mattress. I pressed my hands to the bed and arched my back as a moan slipped from me.
“Tell me how much you need this,” he said, his voice thick with need.
“So bad,” I told him, panting as my fingers gripped the sheets. “I’ve wanted you since I saw you the first time at the office.”
