“Good,” I growl.
And then I kiss her.
I mash my lips against hers, hard - swallowing her moans as my hands slide down to her waist and push her back against one of the posts of her bed.
Her hands grab at my shirt, pulling me into her as her tongue slides across mine. My hand moves to her hip, tightening on her thigh and pulling her leg up to my waist. Natalie’s moaning, gasping into my mouth as I grind against her, kissing her fiercely as we grind into the bedpost behind us.
She’s pushing my t-shirt up over my chest, gasping as she pulls away from my mouth. She drops her lips to my chest, kissing, sucking, and biting at my skin as I yank the shirt from my head and toss it aside. I cup her jaw in my hands, bringing her back up to claim that mouth.
I yank that conservative fucking top out of her skirt, pulling away to tear it from her body. I drop my mouth to her neck, making damn sure I leave bruises in their wake as I nip and kiss my way down to the tops of her breasts.
I’m tearing at her bra pulling it from her arms and growling as I drop my mouth to those perfect, pert little nipples. Natalie cries out when I wrap my lips around one, darting my tongue across the bud as my hands slide down to the edge of her skirt.
I’m pushing it up her thighs to her waist, and she doesn’t stop me this time.
And I’m fucking hungry for it - going damn insane for the need to taste her.
My fingers hook into the waist of her panties. I pause, waiting for her to stop me, or say no. But she only moans even more fervently into my mouth, her nails raking through my hair and down over the stubble of my chin as her lips bruise against my own.
I yank her panties down her legs before making her yelp as I push her back across her bed. I shuck my jeans off, kicking them away as I crawl over her. My muscles bunch as I ease down to claim that mouth again, kissing her even fiercer when she moans and wraps her legs around my waist.
And then she’s pulling back, her eyes wild and her lips pink and swollen from my kisses. “I still- I mean.” Heat flushes into her cheeks, and she moans as I silence her again with a searing kiss before she pulls away again.
“No sex.”
My hands slide up her thighs, and she gasps as my fingers find her soaking wet and dripping for me.
“Define sex,” I growl into her ear.
She moans as I slide my thumb over her clit, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth as her eyes flutter shut.
“No fucking.”
I growl. “And what if I’m not going to be able to stop myself from licking every drop of honey from between your legs.”
She moans, biting her lip and whimpering for me as my thumb drags lazy circles around her clit.
“I- I think that might be a gray area.”
I chuckle into her ear, curling my fingers inside of her and loving the way she rakes her nails down my biceps and moans. “That a yes, princess?”
“Please.” she gasps out.
Music to my fucking ears.
I suddenly spin us around so that I’m on my back with Natalie perched on top of me, her legs astride my hips. I slide a hand into her hair, tugging it and making her gasp as I pull her down to my lips.
“I need to fucking taste you,” I growl into her ear. My hands slide down to her ass, fingers squeezing the smooth, supple skin there as I start to pull her up my bare torso.
“Get up here and sit on my mouth.”
She blushes scarlet, her eyes going wide and hungry as she stares at me. “You’re so demanding.”
“Get,” my hands grab her ass hard, “that sweet pussy-” she moans as I pull her up my chest, “on my mouth. Now.”
Her face is red and flushed, her mouth hanging open and her hair wild, but she nods as she slowly rises up and moves her hips forward.
My hands slide up her creamy thighs, pushing her skirt up with them until it’s bunched at her waist. I growl as my eyes drink her in - bare, wet, and ready for me as I use my hands to guide her down onto my mouth.
Natalie cries out as I push my tongue deep inside. I lap at her, dragging my tongue up and down her slit and teasing her clit with the tip. I push deep, using my tongue to slowly fuck her as my hands guide her back and forth across my lips.
She’s gasping, moaning wildly as her hands grasp at my hair, holding on as I push every button she has. I swirl my tongue around her clit, teasing the hard little nub mercilessly as her body rocks and shudders above me.
She drops one of her hands back to my hip. Slowly, almost tentatively, it’s moving towards the waist of my jockey shorts. I groan as I feel her fingers follow the trail of hair down over my abs and under the waist, until they curl around my rock-hard cock.
“Yes,” she moans, her fingers slowly moving up and down, stroking me as I wrap my lips around her clit.