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"I don't want just one night with you."

I'm trying to process that as he takes my hand and leads me to his big bed.

At the side of his bed, I take a deep breath. I free my hands from his;  haul off my pink sweater, revealing my breasts cupped in my bra.

Next thing I know, I'm on my back on his bed. His head bends to my  breasts, held in my simple bra. I'm not built like the rom-com girl with  the huge bazooms, but my chest is respectable.

I reach behind and unhook my bra, so he knows what I want.

His strong, big hands draw it off my shoulders, tosses it off the bed.  Flicking out his tongue, he caresses my nipples. I've always dreamed of  having my breasts played with. The idea of being able to stroke the  silky hair of a guy I loved while his mouth was on my nipples-

Oooh, shivers.

I had no idea Sawyer would want to give my breasts so much attention. He  licks them and caresses them with his strong hands. My nipples get  erect and long. He sucks them so hard his cheeks hollow.

"Oh God!" I shout. It's amazing. My brain-once praised for its  intelligence-feels like a bowl of instant oatmeal. Steaming hot and  complete mush.

When he grazes my nipples with his teeth, it's so intense I moan really loud. Shake-the-walls loud.

"You have the sexiest moan."         

     



 

I wrap my arms around his neck and feel the muscles under my touch.  While he sucks and sucks my breasts, my moans get louder. My hips  squirm. I'm bare-chested but wearing jeans.

"Are you sure you don't want to do more?" I ask. He has a huge bulge in his jeans.

He kisses my earlobe. "I'd like to go down on you."

That surprises me. I should be asking what he likes. But I'm so stunned I say, "Okay."

He smiles. I love his grin so much. It's wicked. Dazzling. He kisses his  way down my naked torso. I watch him in utter disbelief. I can't  believe this gorgeous guy is doing this to me.

He looks up, his chin at the waistband of my jeans. "I'm not going too fast for you, am I?"

I have my hands on my breasts now, covering them. I suppose that  probably made him think I wasn't ready. But I do want this. "No. After  all, I asked you if you wanted to … well, you know."

"After tonight, that doesn't seem like you, Claire. Admittedly, I don't  know you really well. But even the night you asked me, I didn't think  that was genuinely what you wanted."

I'm still warring with myself. I want Sawyer like crazy physically but I  don't really know anything about him. Other than that he sleeps around.

But if I say no, I'll end up going home and I know I'm going to regret walking away.

Isn't that a reason to stay?

"It's what I want with you." Okay, despite the words, did my tone of  voice make that sound like: "I want more out of this than you probably  want to give?"

He gives his head a quick shake because his blond hair is falling in his  eyes. While I'm transfixed by how hot he looks doing that, he undoes  the fastening of my jeans.

I have never had a guy's hands do that, obviously.

It is soooo hot.

He draws down the zipper, opens them, plants at kiss on my panties where  my curls are hidden beneath. I don't shave or anything. Except for the  summer, and that's just to wear a bathing suit. Not a really revealing  suit either.

Now I'm nervous.

I've never been naked with anyone.

I bite my lip, determined to plunge in. I lift my hips and shove my  jeans down to my thighs. Take that, high school insecurities.

Only one thing can follow a wild move like that. I shove down my  underwear, managing to get it somehow tangled with my jeans, trapping my  thighs together. Sawyer takes over, whisking off my jeans and my  panties. They land somewhere on his floor.

I'm naked. On the bed of a guy I barely know.

I never quite dreamed this would really happen-

Sawyer puts his beautiful mouth to my...uh, pubis.

Pubis. Yeah, that's the trouble with me-I can't even think sexy. I open  and shut my eyes a dozen times, afraid I'm dreaming. But he's still  there, this gorgeous guy with violet eyes and sun-kissed blond hair  kissing my pussy.

He flicks his tongue out and licks my clit. I clutch the sheets of his  bed. Behind my closed lids, it looks like comets are shooting by. He's  incredible. I mean, I could barely find my own clit in the folds of my  pussy lips if I were blindfolded and had to do it with one touch. But he  knows exactly where to go.

His tongue circles my sensitive clit, Pleasure streaks through me. My  hips lift off the bed. I have to open my eyes so I can see him-

This is the hottest thing ever, watching him kiss and lick my clit. His  long dark lashes shield his eyes. He puts his lips gently over my  throbbing, aching nub.

Then he sucks hard.

"Sawyer!" I shriek his name.

In a loud holler which his roommates must have heard. He licks and sucks  and I rock my hips up to him. God, he's tasting me and teasing me, and I  think I'm going to come.

His fingers stoke my pussy lips, making them ache and tingle, while his  tongue pleasures my clit. I want him inside me. Deep inside me. So far  inside that his groin slams my clit with every hard thrust. I imagine  him going crazy on me, fucking me hard and wild and fast-

His index finger slides in my pussy. I'm a virgin but years of  masturbating have made me very ready for this. His other index finger  strokes my anus.

That I'm not prepared for. His finger goes just a little inside my ass.  At first I freeze with shock. It's so sensitive. But it teased me. It  feels so good. He licks my clit and plays with me and I've never felt  like this. So wound up. So ready to-

"I'm coming. Oh, oh, I'm coming!"

My whole body goes off. Lights explode before my eyes. My nipples grow  inches long. It's like a wave of bliss slams into me everywhere.

Best. Orgasm. Ever.

It goes on and on, my body pulsing and throbbing. I'm moaning and moaning. Then I collapse on his bed. And giggle.

Sawyer rises from my pussy. He grins and I have no idea what to say.  After all, I hardly know him. I'm usually shy with people I don't know.

"You like?" he asks, teasingly.

I nod.

Balanced over me, biceps bulging, he kisses me. He tastes of my  pussy-ripe and musky, slightly salty. His lips are wet with my juices.

Originally, I wanted to learn about thrilling a guy from him. But now I just want to give Sawyer what he gave me.

"I want to suck you off," I whisper awkwardly. "Could you teach me how to do it?"





Chapter Three

I get up and sit on my haunches on his bed, my hands on my breasts to  cover them, because I just can't sit there confidently naked. Sawyer  stares at the curves of my boobs, pushed up by my hands. Some women  might get annoyed that he's looking at the breasts and not at the face,  but considering he didn't look at the huge, almost-bare breasts on  screen, I feel privileged.

His gaze moves up. "Claire, I'm not asking you to do something for me that you aren't ready to do."

Sawyer is unlike any gorgeous guy I've ever known. Gorgeous guys in my  home town knew they were good-looking, and tried to get everything they  could. As fast as they could. That was Trey's reputation. Now I'm  starting to wonder why I actually liked him.

"Oh, I'm ready," I say.

I wriggle down the bed until my face is in line with his crotch. Hooking  my fingers in the waistband of his pants, I lift up and kiss the bulge  of his erection. I kiss along the line of the zipper. Run my tongue over  the hard, long ridge.

I want to make this sexy.

Trying to be sexy is very fun.

Sawyer, braced on his arms on the bed, looks down at me. "You've never done it before?"

I shake my head. I gaze up at his truly spectacular violet eyes as I undo the snap of his fly. "But I want to try."

But am I filling him with fear? My inexperienced teeth are going to be near his-well, some pretty sensitive places.

But he says, "You are gorgeous."

Okay, I like the way this is going.

To be daring, I take the zipper in my teeth-not in the most graceful  way-then try to tug it down. When I get stuck part way, I finish with my  hands. White briefs peek out at me.

In the soft light, I can just barely get a sense of what the cock in  those briefs must look like. I can see how it curves, pressing against  the cotton. It's so thick and hard and is held so snugly, I can see  bulge of the head and even a hint of the crown that rings the head.

I press my lips to the cotton-covered ridge and kiss it.

Above me, he groans.

I kiss my way to the head, and when I find it, I suck it through the  fabric. His earthy, rich smell surrounds me. Now I'm eager to unveil his  cock and kiss it for real.

"I want to do it really well," I tell him.

He looks at me under his long lashes. "I'm going to love anything you  do. Just imagining your beautiful mouth on me-hell, I'm ready to  explode."

But I need to know what to do to thrill him. "Could you tell me what you like?"

"You want me to guide you through it?"

"Yes." I arch up and kiss the full head through his undies again. "I want you to explain it to me step by step."

He laughs at that. "I wouldn't last if I do that. Surprise me, Claire."

That doesn't help. He pulls his jeans down to his thighs, allowing me to  take his briefs down. I hold my breath as I do, excited and nervous.