“I do. I can’t find any good food here so I have to make it myself if I want it. Do you like it hot?”
He turned to look at her. “You’re just playing with me, aren’t you?”
“You asked if I liked it hard. I’m asking if you like it hot.”
“I can show you,” he said.
“I might want you to.”
Oh hell yeah. “Third date in your eyes?”
“As you’ve kindly pointed out we’ve been dating for a while.”
They walked back into his building, him carrying his bike up the stairs. “And what changed your mind?” he asked.
“It didn’t need to be changed. I just had to be ready.”
“And you are?” he asked when they got to his floor. He set his bike down and unlocked his door.
“I am.”
“Before or after a shower?” he asked, putting his bike against the wall in his living room. He’d deal with it later. He had to focus on the woman in front of him that he was going to strip naked and get his hands and mouth on.
“We are already hot and sweaty. Might as well continue to build on that,” she said before she reached for him.
“Good answer,” he said, his mouth going to hers. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist causing him to move fast toward his bedroom.
The minute they were in his room, he dropped her on the bed coming down on top of her. “It’s been too long since I’ve been in this position. You aren’t going to make me wait for it, are you?”
Now he would since she’d said that. “You’ve made me wait to get here.”
“I should have kept my mouth shut,” she said.
“You’ll get there. Don’t worry. If I have my way you’re going to get there a few times.”
“Now you are bragging.”
“Speaking the truth,” he said, his hands moving under her back and lifting her shirt over her head. Another sports bra and he didn’t care. He was coming not to expect lace and silk and was just fine with it.
“There is a snap in the back,” she said.
“What?”
“It’s a sports bra, but it has a snap in the back so I’m not yanking it over my head.”
“Were you planning for this?” he asked. “Or was it just the sight of me that sent you over the edge again?”
“The sight of you has had me teetering from day one. I’m ready for you to push me over.”
It was good enough for him. More than good enough.
He pulled her up to a sitting position and found the snap, then undid it and pulled it off. “Damn. You’ve got more than you’ve let on.”
“When you’re active you need them glued to you so they don’t get in the way.”
“They aren’t in the way now,” he said, his lips going to a rosy nipple that was just standing to attention like his cock in his shorts that was pulsing and ready to come out and play.
It had to wait though. He had other things to do first.
Tasting these lovely buds in front of him at the top of the list.
His hands went to each breast, squeezing and kneading, his mouth sucking, his teeth grazing. Her hips bucked up telling him she was going to be one hard woman to keep still.
When her hands went into his hair to hold his head there while he nibbled, he knew he was in store for another workout.
He brought his fingers up and started to pinch and pluck the other nipple and the more he did the more her hips started to grind against him.
“Don’t you dare finish,” he said, worried she was getting too close for him.
“Can’t help it,” she said, letting out a breath. “It feels so good.”
Which was a sign for him to shift to something else.
He undid her shorts, then moved down and pulled them off fast with her panties. No time to admire and see what they might be. He didn’t really care at this point.
What he did care about was the neat and trim pussy calling his name.
He wasn’t going to disappoint either, diving right in and tasting everything and anything in front of him.
Her legs spread apart letting him, not the least bit embarrassed like some women might be the first time or after having worked out.
Nope, he didn’t care and she didn’t either.
That was what desire and arousal were really about. Laying it all on the table with no thoughts other than finding pleasure in each other.
“You taste so good,” he said, gorging himself on her essence.
“Then don’t stop,” she said, her hands going back to his hair and holding him in place. “Right there. Just like that. Jesus,” she shouted out.
He was sucking on her swollen bud, her legs all but quivering around him.
He was so hard he thought he was going to bust his shorts open at this point.
The minute her legs went limp, he climbed off the bed and pulled his shirt over his head, walked to the nightstand, and got a condom. He was ready to drop his shorts when he caught her eyes on him. “Like what you see?”
“Wyatt, I’ve been liking it since the first time you took your shirt off in front of me. I said you did it on purpose back then and I still believe it.”’
“Good. Hope it gave you something to remember, but now you’re going to see the rest.”
“Stop talking and show me,” she said.
He laughed and did what she said. She grabbed the condom out of his hand and rolled it on his cock fast, pulling him down on top of her.
“Don’t even think of waiting,” she said. “Go right at it.”
If there was any green light a man wanted to see, it was that.
He nudged her legs apart, found her opening and slid in, then had to hold himself in check. She was so
