Never Been Loved(115)

“Thank you, baby.” That weight on my chest takes a hike, and we’re back at it, kissing, and I’ve been starved for her, for every inch of her. I lift her so we’re the same height, and get more of her mouth, more of her little moans and purrs as she gives me everything back.

“Come with me,” I say, once I’ve got her on her feet, and got her hand and start dragging her to my bed. She looks at it like it’s going to eat her alive.

Go slow, asshole. Don’t ruin this.

“We go as far as you want, baby.”

“I want you to lie down, right here, next to me,” she says, after she’s gotten onto the mattress. I follow ’cause that’s what I’ll always do – I’ll follow Sera wherever she decides to take me. “Where’s Matty?”

I snicker and get that spot in the corner again. “At my mom’s. We’re alone tonight.”

I get on my side and do my best to calm her down – she looks about ready to jump out of her skin. I gather her close to me and just look at her – she’s a sight for sore eyes.

“I swear I’ll never hurt you again.” I vow it, moving her hair off her shoulder and leaning in to kiss her softly, gently. I want her to set the pace. When I get to the spot under her ear, she shivers hard enough to knock me out. “Fuck, everything you do gets me hard.”

“I didn’t even do anything.”

No more talking. We’re kissing again, and my hands are greedy assholes, keeping her dress on and trying to figure out what her skin’s gonna feel like. When her arms go around my neck, I roll us so I’m on top, pinning my leg between the both of hers.

I lean more of my weight onto her, practically hiss when my cock hits her thigh just right.

Pussy. I want her pussy now.

In a haze, I vaguely feel her yanking on the shoulders of my suit, her mouth crazy wild underneath mine. The swirl of colours is back, and they’ve never been more beautiful, more meaningless when it comes to my health. Sera’s just made my world come alive again.

Shit, the shirt.

I get the jacket off of me, heading up to my knees, watching her hair fanned along my bed, her breathing coming fast, her lips red and swollen. My dick throbs, and I need to be inside her right now.

“I... I did something dumb. Or genius,” I say, slowly going for the buttons on my shirt. “I was hoping you’d be in my bed tonight, so I needed some extra insurance. It just seems really stupid now, like you’d really go for it...”

I slowly reveal the Superman tee I was wearing under my suit. When I’m done, Sera’s hands are covering her moan.

It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

“Oh my God. Oh, God. Hunt-Hunter. What?” She’s on her knees, and body checks me before shoving her tongue in my mouth. I’m laughing between her kisses, legit laughing.

“Fuck, baby, if I knew it would get you this excited-”

“No more talking. No! Don’t take off the shirt! I want it on.”

Ah, fuck. If she wants me to wear a cape and pretend I’m Thor, I’ll fucking do it if it makes her this hot. I’ll streak through the streets in the middle of the winter if it means I come home to this.

I start kissing her again, getting my hands on the zipper of her dress, until she mumbles against my mouth that she needs to tell me something.

I pull away, stare, and think of the best way to soothe her. I should probably get my hands off her zipper.

Get your fucking hands off her zipper!

“We’re going to do this slow, baby. If I do anything you don’t like, you just have to tell me, yeah? Anything at all, and I’ll stop. Swear to God.”

She swallows, and looks weirdly like she’s about to cry.

“I’m a virgin,” she whispers. “I’m a virgin,” she repeats.

This isn’t a surprise. And I can get behind her having the bravery to tell me. Now I’ll actually have my head in gear to calm myself down and focus on her.

She’s actually worried about this.

Fix that shit, MacLaine.

I kiss her and say, “Just when I thought I couldn’t love you anymore.”

She snorts and gives me a blush. “It’s a piece of skin. Don’t go getting a big head.”

“No, stupid. That you’re giving me this, that you told me when I already guessed at it. That you’re here with me even though I’m sure you’re freaking out if the way your eyebrows are popped high is any indication.”

“Well, I was never going to be a spy anyway. Less talking. More doing.”

I pull in a breath and kiss her slowly again, until we both get drunk from it.

“I’m going to take care of you. Do you believe me?” I need her to believe me.