Initially, her body stiffened thinking about all the reason why kissing Remington wasn’t a good idea, but, then she relaxed. For once, Sky didn’t want to think. She wanted to do what felt right.
Her heart was beating so fast she thought it was going to burst out of her chest. The electricity flowing through her body was indescribable, and she wanted to feel like this forever. Sky snaked her arms around his neck in an effort to bask in all the sensations he made her feel.
Remington’s voice was hoarse. “I’ve tried, but I can’t stop thinking about you.”
Breathless, Sky responded. “Me either.”
His plan which was no plan at all was only to kiss her. One kiss. We can get it out of our system. Gently, Remington pushed Sky down against the gravel of the rooftop. He dragged his tongue over her lips. His need to taste Sky and deepen the kiss was overwhelming. “You have no idea how much I want you.”
“About as badly as I want you.” She could absolutely understand. She needed this. Needed him.
He plunged his tongue into her mouth and kissed her with all the pent-up frustration brimming within him. He wasn’t sure how long it lasted—a moment, an hour, forever? He just didn’t want it to stop. He couldn’t stop. And, what was supposed to be one kiss turned into much much more. It was like a locomotive had left the station.
Remington broke the kiss and used his tongue to lick the side of Sky’s exposed neck and shoulder. His hands were busy too as they caressed the soft curve of her inner thigh forcing her skirt up. He eased his body in-between her legs and Sky cradled him there.
The huge bulge in his jeans made contact with her engorged sex. Sky rolled her hips into him creating a friction that sent electricity throughout her entire body. She recaptured his lips with hers kissing him hard.
Remington knew what her body was crying out for. His was singing the same song. But, he wouldn’t allow this to go that far. As much as he wanted to be buried to the hilt within her body, he wouldn’t cross that line. Sky wasn’t built for just a sexual relationship. He promised himself he would stop before things got too out of control, but he would try to give her as much relief as possible.
Remington continued to explore her body with his hands. He squeezed them between their bodies—on a mission searching and seeking until he came in to contact with a lacy barrier.
Eureka.
“Mmm.” Sky moaned and arched up into his hand.
His eager fingers found their way to the swollen seam of her pussy lips. He trailed his fingers up and down repeating the motion over and over again each time adding a bit more pressure.
Sky was a soaking hot mess. Her panties were useless. The throb at the apex of her thighs turned into a full-on ache. She needed some relief.
When Remington came into contact with the edge of her panties, he hovered around it for just a moment before slipping a finger underneath.
“Ahh.” Sky closed her eyes, threw her head back, and gasped unable to catch her breath. In this moment, coherent thoughts were far, and few but one came to mind. If this is my reaction to the touch of his finger, I’m going to die the second he enters me.
Sky felt like silk. He watched her breasts heave up and down. He watched her beautiful face and what it looked like as he pleasured her.
She was so damn responsive. Her reaction to him made Remington stop just to admire her.
Her eyes popped open. She looked worried. “Is something wrong?”
Voice heavy and laced with passion. He responded. “Nothing could be more right.”
Sky noticed that his eyes were now a darkened gray as they looked into hers. “Then, don’t stop.” She was needy. Her hips bucked up into his hand and his dick knowing that they were the key to her satisfaction.
She begged. “Pleeease.”
Slowly, Remington parted her tender flesh with one of his fingers and plunged it deep into her soft wet core.
Sky’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as she arched her back and clamped on to him.
God, she was sexy. He continued to watch her. He reveled in her soft moans while her fingers dug into his arms.
Remington pulled his finger out, only to add another digit when he plunged back inside her liquid heat. He allowed his fingers to do what he knew his dick couldn’t. As much as he wanted Sky, Remington promised himself he wouldn’t go there. For now, he would take pleasure in her pleasure. That was his plan until she took a nice little love bite on his neck and began to unbutton his jeans.
Sky slipped her hands inside. He wasn’t wearing underwear, so it was easy to fist him. He felt like silken steel. He was also so large she could barely wrap her entire hand around him.
Sky stroked him from the base to the tip and back down again.
His pre-cum leaked onto Sky’s fingers. She used her thumb to spread it around the tip of the bulbous head of his cock and continued to pump slowly at first, then faster and faster.
He returned the favor. She stroked, he thrust inside her body. They alternated until the pleasure was too intense.
Whatever idiotic promises he
