Before the ache drove me crazy.
“Then take me home,” she said and this time Veronica must have overheard.
She started to laugh, looked at their friend Sylvie and said, “I think our Katie is becoming that sexy Halloween costume a little early.”
Katie didn’t seem to care. She slid out of the booth with me, waved at her friends and said, “Leave that costume in my room. I’ll be back in the morning.”
“The morning?” I asked as we left. “That’s promising me a lot of your time.”
“Just one night, that’s all you get,” she said, grabbing my hand. “That’s all I have to give. I take my studies very seriously.”
“So do I, but I have room for an extraordinary girl like you.”
“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves,” she said, biting her lip and looking down.
I stopped at my car, she raised her eyebrows at it, a sleek little red Audi, and let me hold the door for her.
She slipped into the passenger seat, I climbed into the driver’s seat and it felt somewhat monumental, I was taking her home just a mere couple hours after we met.
But it felt right.
It was right.
I could barely concentrate on the conversation as we made our way to my place, then kissed her in the elevator on the way up to my apartment, and barely broke away enough to kick our shoes off when we walked through the front door.
I couldn’t get enough of her, it was her taste and smell, it intoxicated me. The sound of her voice, her laugh, and the curve of her neck to the delicate flesh of her earlobe.
I moved my mouth along her neck and began to unbutton her shirt. She sighed, reached up and slid her hands under my tee shirt. I groaned and it was if liquid fire spread from her touch directly to my rock hard dick.
“I want to see you, Katie girl,” I said, pulling her shirt off gently. “I want to see all of you.”
I lifted her suddenly and smiled at her surprised gasp. “Be careful, I’m not exactly petite,” she said.
“You’re tiny, barely an armful,” I said, carrying her into the living room.
I didn’t want to pressure her by going full caveman and dragging her into my bedroom, but it was tough to fight my urge.
It was goddamned tough.
“Kiss me again,” she said when I set her down onto the low leather sofa. “Kiss me, Jacob…”
I didn’t need to be asked again, I sat down, pulled her into my lap to straddle me, and kissed her again, our tongues entwining.
She reached down and tugged at my shirt, and I helped her by slipping out of it. I tossed it beside me and kept kissing her.
She pressed herself against me and the heat from our bodies was intense…it felt combustible, as if we were going to ignite each other if we kept this up.
I reached up and unhooked her bra, pulled it off of her and she sat up, covering her breasts with her hands.
“This is happening so fast,” she said, her eyes suddenly wide and frightened. “I think we should slow down…”
“Anything you want, Katie girl,” I said, but fuck…I wanted to tear her pants off and fuck her silly right then and there on the sofa.
I wanted her so badly it hurt, from the base of my balls to the back of my head I swear I could feel my need for her throbbing like a heartbeat.
“I’m sorry,” she said, “I know I want this too but it’s so…”
I locked my eyes on hers and said, “I’m yours, of course I want to be all yours, but you take the lead.”
She visibly relaxed and slowly dropped her hands from her perfect breasts, I couldn’t help myself, I looked at them like I was a starving man in front of a buffet.
“You’re a beautiful woman,” I rasped, unable to contain my desires. “Don’t hide them, don’t hide from me.”
“I don’t feel beautiful though,” she said, her eyes lowering as if in shame. “I feel plain next to the gorgeous girls in my sorority.”
“They’re boring, they’re nobodies,” I told her. “You’re everything, Katie girl. You’re perfect.”
“You’re just saying that because you want in my pants,” she grinned.
My eyes flicked down and I smiled back. “Well, there is that…but that’s not why I’m saying it. I am just being honest, I can’t believe nobody’s told you this before.”
Her eyes lit up and she shook her head as if in disbelief, but she seemed to finally understand that I was sincere.
She grabbed my hands and guided them to her breasts, clasped my biceps and I felt her beautiful body for the first time…the first time of many, I believed.
She would be mine.
Katie
His hands were rough against my soft skin, and I loved it. I loved how strong he felt, how he made me feel so delicate and precious.
“Keep moving,” I said, and his lowered them, until his thumbs hooked my waistband and his eyes questioned me. “Please,” I moaned and he unbuttoned my jeans, pulled the zipper down and helped me out of them, drawing them off my legs, one by one.
His eyes never left mine, and the weight of his gaze was filled with promise and longing.
He hooked his thumb in my panties and dragged them slowly off me, I wiggled my hips and helped him.
And I was naked before him, naked and feeling so vulnerable I could have grabbed my shirt and covered myself right then if I hadn’t been so horny for his big, muscular body.
But I was so horny for him, and this was just a night of fun.
One night, explore this sexy side of myself, and then get through Halloween and back to my serious studies.
I could do it, I could enjoy myself for once.
“You are beautiful, Katie girl,” he groaned and I reached for his pants to strip him naked too, but he took my hands and pushed them back down on the sofa.
I was seated with him between my legs, his hands on my wrists, and his eyes burning with heat as he dropped them lower and explored my body visually.
“You are so god damned sexy,” he growled and bent forward, kissing me on the mouth at first, then moving lower.
“The way you say it, I actually believe it,” I said, sighing, giving in and pulling my hands free so I could wrap my fingers in his hair.
He kissed a trail across my collar bone, down to my breast where he pinched my nipple, rolled it between his finger and thumb and sent almost electric shocks through my body.
“You’d better believe it,” he said in a low rasp.
He sucked my breast and I gasped, his mouth locking on my pebbled nipple until I groaned and said his name.
“Jacob,” I whispered, almost unable to recognize the sound of my own voice. His mouth on me left me feeling almost feral, as if I could lose control and my mind with just a small push of pleasure.
And he did it, he moved lower with his mouth, his lips and that was the push I needed.
He pushed my thighs apart and kissed the inside of one, from my knee to the flat plain where my hip met my pussy.
And then he dipped his face lower, to my hot, throbbing, soaking cleft and darted his tongue inside.
I panted and held his head in my hands, looked down and watched him take me to places I’d never been. The first man with his mouth on me down there, the first to explode my mind in bright sparks of intensity.
“Jacob,” I sighed, and he stroked my thigh, tracing his hand upwards to my pussy. He probed my entrance with his thick finger and slid it inside, curving upwards and joining his tongue in driving me insane with urgent bliss.
“I love this,” I exhaled. “I needed this so bad…”
I’m sure he would have replied, but his face was buried deep between my legs, and he was eating my pussy like it was his last meal on earth.
I tensed up and his finger fucked me faster, his tongue and lips slurped me quicker, and I felt the bottom drop out of my world.
I threw my head back and arched my back, pressing my sopping cunt against him.
“Fuck, yes,” I cried ou
t triumphantly. “Yes!”
My entire body went stiff and I was drawn tight like a bow string, taut and ready to explode into release.
He licked and sucked my pussy harder, and his finger slammed inside of me like he was fucking me for real.
I took one long breath, squeezed my eyes shut, and finally my orgasm came, hitting me like a wave crashing into me, sending my mind flying and my body finally against the shores of pleasure.
I sobbed my release, I cried out my joy, and I bucked and squirmed under his hot mouth and demanding hands.
At last I fell back against the sofa, my body drained of energy as ecstasy flowed through me, rolling like thunder through the skies.
I came down slowly, entering my body again until I felt a foggy haze recede enough that I opened my eyes and looked down.
Jacob was looking up at me with a satisfied grin on his face. He withdrew his finger slowly, slid it along my thigh and held it to his lips where he licked it sensuously.
“You are delicious, Katie girl,” he said languidly. “Like a little pot of honey, my beautiful sweetness.”
“I’ve never felt like that. How did you do that? It was incredible.”
“I know your body already. You belong to me, from the moment I saw you, I knew.”
“This is just fun though,” I said, not sure if I was trying to convince him or myself.
“It’s whatever you want it to be.”
His eyes were burning with lust as they raked across my body. After he made me feel like that, all of my modesty was gone. I was a brazen, sexy woman when I was spread wide for Jacob, and nothing else mattered.
“I want it to be this,” I said, reaching for his jeans at last. “I want to taste you…I want to suck you.”
“Oh, Katie,” he growled and stood up in front of me. My eyes took in the sight, like a tall, muscled, Greek god, he was. A sculpture…how could anybody be that perfect and that muscled in real life?
I pulled at his pants, dragged them down and took his boxers with them. He stepped out and I almost clapped my hands when I saw how big and thick his cock was.
I wasn’t exactly experienced in bed and hadn’t been with really that many guys, but nothing excited me more than a nice, fat dick.
And his was perfection.
I grasped it with both hands and dropped off the sofa to my knees. I looked up at him from under my thick lashes and knew I looked dead sexy from that angle.
I licked the slit, tasted salty precum, and slid my entire mouth over it, taking in as much as I could handle.
It might just be a night of fun for me, but I was going to make it as memorable for him too.
As much as I could while protecting myself from catching any feelings for the Adonis at the end of the cock in my mouth.
I looked up, sucked, and thrilled over the power in my touch.
Jacob
I wanted to explode the moment her pretty little pink tongue snaked out and licked my aching cock.
I just about did, but I held myself back because I wanted it to last as long as possible.
It hadn’t been that long since I’d fucked Debs, but it had never been like this. This was next level intensity, this was like going pro compared to the minor leagues.
“That’s right, Katie girl,” I drawled and looked down at her beautiful, soulful brown eyes as she deep throated my throbbing dick,
Damn, she was good. She could take a lot.
I thrust forward and she gagged a little, but wrapped her hands around the base and guided me in and out, controlling the pace.
It was hot.
Fucking hot.
My sexy little slut slurping at the end of my cock, draining my balls, drinking my cum.
Just the thought of it added to the excitement and I was harder than I’d ever been.
She had that effect on me, on my cock. She made me feel like a fucking rock star, me, the boring PhD candidate.
She made me feel like a man, and I was addicted to her mouth and her cunt already.
Now that I’d had it, I would never let her go, I could never let her go.
She made a little growling noise in the back of her throat that did it for me at last. Sent me over the edge.
I grabbed her head and held her in place. My balls tightened and I felt my orgasm building until I could no longer contain it.
My dick pulsed and I shot my load in the back of my Katie girl’s throat.
She drank it hungrily, groaning and moaning as she did.
When she was done, she gave my cock one last long, sensual lick and pulled off, cradling it in her hands.
“You are delicious,” she said, looking up with a grin on her face.
I held my hand out and pulled her to standing, looked down at her again, brushed a damp tendril of hair off her neck and kissed her.
She ground her body against mine, and my cock was hard again, ready to fuck her on the sofa if she’d let me.
Ready to claim her at last, and make her mine.
As we kissed I sensed something in her, she made that sexy little growling noise as my hands ran across her shoulders, down her spine and settled on her lower back.
She practically began to climb me, her hands on my shoulders and her legs lifting to wrap around my hips.
I loved her enthusiasm, her need, and her want.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Katie girl,” I said in a harsh tone as I touched her quivering body. “I want you, I need you right now.”
“I want this,” she said, her eyes huge and so deep I could fall into them. Her beauty was something almost other worldly. “I want to feel you inside of me, Jacob…fuck me…”
“Yes, Katie, fucking yes!”
I growled and buried my face in her neck, lifted her into my arms and strode to the bedroom.
I kicked the door open with my foot and was about to take a strep across the threshold into my room and into our future…when I heard the distinct sound of a cell phone playing an Adele song…’hello from the other side’ or something like that.
I ignored it, but Katie tensed in my arms.
I willed it to stop. Whoever is calling us right now, fuck off so I can fuck her. Dammit.
But it kept ringing.
And then stopped. So I took another step and the god damned thing started up again.
Damned Adele calling to Katie.
“Shit,” she said, dropping her head on my chest. “I should get that.”
“Ignore it.”
“I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“What if somebody needs me?”
“I need you. And I’m right here.”
“One of my friends, silly…remember, it’s chicks before dicks.”
My dick did not agree, but I set her down and she dashed back into the living room for her phone.
After fishing around her purse for a few moments, she dug it out and began talking.
I stood naked with a raging hard on while she talked to Veronica.
And for half a second, I hated Veronica. She was cock blocking me and it hurt.
It fucking hurt.
After a few seconds, Katie hung up and glanced at me with a look on her face that let me know I was about to lose her.
“She needs a ride,” she said, blowing her bangs out of her eyes.
“Tell her to call an Uber,” I said, winking.
“I wish, but she needs me to drive her Jeep back to the Mi Alpha Alpha house. She’s too drunk.”
“Where is she?”
She looked down at her phone where she’d taken notes and said, “Three eighteen Empire Street.”
I broke into a wide grin. “That dog.”
“Who?”
“Axel. That’s his place. Well, his and a bunch of roommates.”
She laughed. “Okay, well my friend went home with your friend and now she’s too drunk to drive herself. I’m sorry.”
She walked to me and put her hands on my chest, looked up with her big, brown eyes, a
nd I couldn’t be mad. “No problem, we’ll do this another time.”
“Yes, we will.”
“You need a ride or should I call you an Uber?”
She looked shocked, shook her head and looked like she was about to get angry, until she noticed the smile playing across my lips.
“I’m joking, let’s get dressed and I’ll run you right over.”
“You jerk,” she giggled and play slapped me.
I pretended to be injured and laughed with her while we got our clothes on and got ready to go back into the real world.
And I resented the hell out of it, but was satisfied that I was doing it with her.
With her taste on my lips and her scent on my fingers.
I’d have my chance to fuck my Katie girl, good and proper, that I was sure of.
“You fucked up my night,” I complained to Axel a couple day later.
We were grading biology papers for Professor Harmon and the office felt a little too stuffy for my liking.
And Axel smelled like he was sweating out beer, he’d been partying so hard since the night we met Katie and her friends.
It had turned out that Veronica and Sylvie were both at Axel’s place, drinking and carrying on with him and his roommates. Axel swore something dirty happened between the three of them, but Veronica and Sylvie swore they wouldn’t touch Axel with a ten foot pole.
So who knows what really happened, the truth often occurs somewhere in the middle of both sides.
What irritated me was that I hadn’t heard back from Katie since that night.
I wasn’t trying to go full stalker mode on her, but I’d texted her a couple times and she hadn’t replied.
“You keep saying that,” he replied. “I don’t see how, you still got a blowjob out of the deal.”
“I wanted more than that.”
“Yeah, yeah, Mister Never Dating Again is suddenly in the mood for a girlfriend. I get it.”
I glowered at him but he didn’t falter. He knew how to yank my chain, and normally it didn’t really bother me.
But my desire for Katie was turning me into a bit of an asshole. I was like a stallion scenting his mate, I felt like I could thrash my head and gnash my teeth and fight the next guy I thought might interfere with me and Katie.
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