“As much as I want you right now, we can wait, Paxton. We can take things slow.”
My stomach twisted with a flurry of flutters. He had no idea how much it meant for him to say that to me. How much it showed he was putting my feelings above all.
“Will you stay the night with me? Hold me in your arms like you said?”
He smiled, and my knees grew weak. “Yes. Nothing would make me happier than to fall asleep in your arms. But, I want to feel you against me.”
Reaching around, he unclasped my bra. I fought a momentary urge to keep myself covered before I let it fall away. Steed licked his lips, and I felt my already hard nipples grow harder. His hands touched my hips, and I jumped at the spark I felt against my skin. Slowly, he pulled my panties down. A soft groan came from his mouth that instantly had my lower stomach pooling with desire.
He kissed my belly button, and my head dropped back. I could probably come with only his lips touching my body. Not only had I not had sex in forever, I hadn’t had a decent orgasm in months. Years!
Steed moved back up my body, placing soft kisses on my stomach, between my breasts, up my neck and right under my ear. His hand cupped one of my breasts, and I was instantly dizzy with lust.
“So fucking sexy,” he whispered against my ear. “I can’t wait to taste you again, Pax. To feel you come against my mouth. My name moaning off your lips.”
Jesus.
I grabbed onto his arms, needing something to hold me up.
Opening my mouth, I panted a few breaths before finding my voice. “Maybe slow is overrated.”
Holy fucking shit. Paxton was standing before me naked. Beautifully naked. She was breathtaking. I could smell the desire coming from that sweet bare pussy that was begging me to bury my face into it. The urge to slip my fingers inside her was so fucking strong it made my body physically ache. I had no clue how I was holding it together. The last time I had sex was the night Chloe was conceived. I was about to fucking come in my own jeans, and I honestly wouldn’t have cared if it meant I got to keep touching Paxton.
Her head dropped back when I cupped her breast. A soft hiss slipped from her lips.
Fuck.
“So fucking sexy,” I said against the soft skin below her ear. She was driving me crazy. I wanted more. So much more. I decided I needed to tell her how much.
“I can’t wait to taste you again, Pax. To feel you come against my mouth. My name moaning off your lips.”
Her body shook with need. I loved what my touch was doing to her. Driving her so far over the goddamn ledge she had to grab onto me to stay up.
“Maybe slow is overrated.”
I pressed my lips to hers. Our kiss started slow. Biting on her lower lip, she gave me access to that delicious mouth. The lingering taste of alcohol reminded me she’d had a lot to drink tonight. As much as I didn’t want to stop, I would.
Soon.
For now, I want to taste her, touch her, feel her body against mine. Drawing back from her lips, she groaned in protest. I quickly pushed my pants down and kicked them off. Paxton’s eyes widened as she looked at my rock-hard dick. Her tongue slowly moved over her lips, as if she was thinking about wrapping those plump pink lips around my cock.
Hell yes.
But not now.
My hand moved behind her neck, causing her to drag her beautiful baby blues back up to me. Pressing my lips to hers, our kiss deepened. I reached down and picked her up, carrying her over to her bed. Her warm soft body felt like fucking heaven against me.
“Steed,” she softly spoke while I laid her down. Crawling on top of her, I nestled between her legs, my cock pressed against her warm pussy. I could probably come by simply rubbing against her like a damn dog in heat.
“Shhh,” I whispered against her lips. “I only want to feel you.”
Her eyes had a mixture of need and fear in them. As I pushed against her, Paxton arched her back.
“Oh God,” she cried out.
My mouth was back onto hers and what started out as slow and sweet, now turned into fucking hot as hell passionate kissing. Our hands were all over one another. My hand cupped her perfect tits while I squeezed and pulled her nipple. Paxton’s hand was on my ass as she pulled my hot hard length tighter against her. Her body rocked, and I knew she was close.
No. When she came for the first time, it would be by my mouth or my cock inside her. Not shit we did in high school.
I rolled off of her, and she grunted in protest.
“Steed, wait.” Her chest rose and fell as she labored for each breath.
“Jesus Christ, Pax. It’s killing me with my cock up against you. I only have so much strength, ya know.”
Her cheeks had already flushed pink, now they were a beautiful red. “You’re so crude, Steed Parker.”