From the way he was taunting me with his perfect lips, I didn’t want to move from that exact spot. I lifted my arm and ran my fingers through his hair. He closed his eyes and I pulled him into another kiss. When I backed away, he opened them once again, with a motive that was apparent in his gaze. I bit down on my lip and started tugging us back against the wall. Once my body came to a halt, I started ripping down his shorts. Brooks said nothing when I dropped to my knees and freed his erection. He leaned against the wall as I began pleasing him, right in the middle of the kitchen. I looked up, seeing him trying to watch me, but failing when he couldn’t keep his eyes open.
The faster I glided my lips over his smooth shaft, the more noises escaped his lips.
I wanted to please him; to be able to satisfy him like I’d never done before. He needed to know that I was willing to do anything, sexually and otherwise to make up for everything that I’d put him through.
He was getting close, and it was apparent from the way his body was reacting to what I was doing. Brooks took a chunk of my hair in one of his hands and pulled me off of him. “Hold up, Kat. Let’s go upstairs.”
I stood up and flipped us around, pressing Brooks against the wall. “I have a better idea.” I pulled him along by his hand until we were standing outside at the bottom of the ladder that led to the tree house. Brooks smacked my butt, letting me know it was okay to climb up. He followed behind me, one step at a time, until we climbed inside.
Like I’d remembered, the tree house was the exact way we’d all left it.
Brooks spun me around, taking little time to re-familiarize himself with our surroundings. His lips were on mine while his hands were quickly undressing me. With little fueling me except for desire, I unbuttoned his shorts and let them fall to the floor. His boxer briefs needed a few tugs before they fell to his ankles. I knew we weren’t, but I felt like a kid again, sneaking off for alone time with my heartthrob boyfriend.
Brooks was far from being a kid. He’d changed into a handsome grown man that knew his way around my body, as if I’d been made for only him. At the same time, we sank down to the floor, sitting straddled together. His hands held my ass, pulling me right up into his lap. I could feel him, ready and in position to enter me. My breathing was heavy and I was getting carried away in the moment.
It was hot, like the small room was on fire. Sweat poured down our bodies, making them glisten as the sunlight shone through the small windows. I licked Brooks’ neck, tasting salt on his skin. He lifted me again, teasing me with his erection and knowing that at any time he could have whatever he wanted.
He pushed me back far enough to savor one of my breasts. His eyes were on mine as he sucked my nipple hard, sending thrills to every part of my body. I lifted myself wanting to feel the motions of what it would be like once he was inside of me. My body grinded against his and I could feel his fingernails digging into the skin on my ass cheeks. “Please, Brooks.”
“Please, what? Tell me, Kat. I want to hear you say it.”
“I want you so bad,” I cried out.
He reached his fingers down and slid them inside me. I felt his thumb playing with my clitoris and bucked when the friction became evident. “I can’t get enough of this pussy. Tell me it’s mine. Say it, Kat.”
It was so dirty, saying something like that out loud. I secretly wondered if he’d heard it on a porno flick and wanted to experience it himself. Imagining that got me hotter, picturing myself turning him on even more than he already was. I bit down on my lip and closed my eyes as the words started coming out of my mouth. “This pussy is yours, Brooks. I’m yours.”
He rubbed harder, causing me to cry out again, this time because my whole entire body was going into a euphoric frenzy. Even after I’d started to gain composure, he rubbed it again, causing me to buck my body against his. “Oh yeah, that’s it.”
Then he lifted me. When he sat me down, I could feel it sliding inside of me, filling me completely. I bit down on his shoulder while feeling him stretching me. I pushed off of him and rocked myself up and down, watching it gliding in and out. Brooks took hold of my ass, making the friction more apparent. Our lips met for a kiss that took my breath away.
He slowed down his pace, finally coming to a stop. “Stand up and turn around.”
I stood up, almost having to hold onto him after losing my footing. My knees were already weak, and he wasn’t close to being done. Brooks turned me around so that I was facing the window. He lifted my hands up above my head and placed them on the top of it. In a yard behind ours, a man was mowing the lawn. I watched him walking back and forth while Brooks started to massage my skin. He took his fingers and slid them between my legs, spreading me open. My legs separated and when I looked down, I could see him crouching to be able to exactly place himself where he needed to get.