Shea knew he was pushing it, but he couldn’t help it. He lowered his head, nuzzling his face within the two mounds that drove him mad. He heard her let out a little moan and his groin went tight. She moved her body closer to his, and he pressed his face deeper into her cle**age. He moved his face to the side, licking up one side of her breast to the other one. She let out a gasp when he cupped her breast, sucking her nipple through the thin fabric. He would respect the fact that she didn’t want him seeing her naked. It was dark in the bedroom, he couldn’t see anything. Plus, she was fully dressed.
“Shea?” she asked sleepily, as he licked the hard pebble through her shirt. God, he couldn’t wait to suck on her with nothing between them.
“Shh, baby, it’s just me,” he said, giving her a kiss before going back to her breast. Her hand came up, running her fingers through his hair as she pressed herself closer to him. The heat from her core was driving him insane as he gave her breast all the attention in the world. He bit her nipple, causing her to gasp. She moaned out his name when he sucked and licked it through the thin fabric of her tank.
His hand went down her side, cupping her ass as he brought his mouth down on hers. She let out a little moan when he pressed his thigh into her core, moving her against it. He wanted her to come so damn bad he couldn’t think straight. He wanted to be the first one in years; he wanted to make her scream.
“Shea,” she gasped as he bit her bottom lip, sucking on it before kissing her jaw.
“Yeah, baby,” he said against her neck.
Please don’t say stop, please don’t say stop, he chanted in his mind as he sucked and bit all over her neck and collar bone.
“More, God, please more,” she pleaded as she rubbed herself against his leg.
He almost came at the words, but what the hell was more? Shit, he didn’t want to scare her, because what meant more to him was ripping off her shorts and pounding into her, but her more was probably different. He didn’t want to ask, either. She was shy and would probably tell him to stop, so he moved his hand between her thighs, before sliding into her shorts and moving the lace of her panties out of the way.
She looked at him with wide eyes just as he slid a finger inside her dripping wet core. They both let out a moan at the feeling. She was so wet; he couldn’t remember the last girl that was this wet. His mind was reeling at the thought that he had done this, that he had made her so wet with want. When Shea felt that his sweet Elli was bare, no hair in the way, just skin and wetness, he thought she was groaning, but nope, it was him. He slid his finger up to her nub, rubbing softly as her head fell back as a deep throaty moan left her lips. He moved his finger back down to her entrance and moved in and out of her, before moving back up to her clit, flicking it with his finger.
“I want you to come, Elli. Come for me, baby,” he encouraged in her ear as he nibbled softly on her earlobe. She let out a moan, moving against his hand as he moved in and out of her. He moved his finger back up to the nub and with just one more flick, Elli hit her orgasm with a strangled cry as her body shook.
They were breathing hard, the rise and fall of her chest touching his as she tried to catch her breath. God, she was hot. Watching her come had made him come like a damn 16 year old boy in his pants. He should have been embarrassed, but nope, not at all. With Elli cuddling up against him, a sexy little satisfied grin on her face, yeah, he couldn’t have cared less.
“Well, then,” she whispered, looking up at him, “that was amazing.”
“Damn right it was,” Shea all but groaned out. She smiled shyly, and nuzzled her nose in his neck, taking a deep breath.
“Thank you,” she whispered again. He smiled.
“Anytime baby, anytime.”
When the sun shone on Shea’s face, since he had forgotten to close the curtains the night before, he opened his eyes, taking in a deep breath as he stretched his arms above his head. Elli stirred beside him, but only to cuddle closer to him. He looked down at her. She was sleeping with her face cupped by her hand, looking too sweet for words. He smiled, moving her hair out of her face as he kissed her forehead. It felt so good having her beside him like this.
He hadn’t woken up with her beside him yet. The other times she had stayed over she had to rush off to the studio in the morning, so this was heaven in his mind. Especially with what they did early that morning. Then he remembered that he needed to take a shower.
He kissed her neck before climbing out of bed and going into the bathroom. He took his clothes off and jumped in, letting the jets hit him from every direction. As he washed, all he could think about was Elli’s little hot body last night, her screams, moans, everything.
Jesus, she was hot.
He couldn’t remember the last time he came in his pants after only fingering a female. It had to be ninth grade, with Ashley Ryan, a gorgeous red head, with puffy lips, yeah, had to be her. He shook his head with a grin on his face as he came out of the shower. While he brushed his teeth and shaved, he couldn’t wipe the shit eating grin he had on his face off.
He'd fingered Elli.
Oh, yeah.
Shea shook his head at himself. He sounded like a freaking teenager, so pathetic, he thought with a laugh as he came out of the bathroom.
“What are you laughin’ about?” Shea looked over at the bed; Elli was laying against the pillows, the blankets up to her chin with a grin on her face.
He shook his head, “Last night.”
“What’s so funny about last night?” her grin left, and was replaced with a nervous, shy look. He shook his head again, climbing onto the bed, covering her body with his.
“Shea?” she asked sleepily, as he licked the hard pebble through her shirt. God, he couldn’t wait to suck on her with nothing between them.
“Shh, baby, it’s just me,” he said, giving her a kiss before going back to her breast. Her hand came up, running her fingers through his hair as she pressed herself closer to him. The heat from her core was driving him insane as he gave her breast all the attention in the world. He bit her nipple, causing her to gasp. She moaned out his name when he sucked and licked it through the thin fabric of her tank.
His hand went down her side, cupping her ass as he brought his mouth down on hers. She let out a little moan when he pressed his thigh into her core, moving her against it. He wanted her to come so damn bad he couldn’t think straight. He wanted to be the first one in years; he wanted to make her scream.
“Shea,” she gasped as he bit her bottom lip, sucking on it before kissing her jaw.
“Yeah, baby,” he said against her neck.
Please don’t say stop, please don’t say stop, he chanted in his mind as he sucked and bit all over her neck and collar bone.
“More, God, please more,” she pleaded as she rubbed herself against his leg.
He almost came at the words, but what the hell was more? Shit, he didn’t want to scare her, because what meant more to him was ripping off her shorts and pounding into her, but her more was probably different. He didn’t want to ask, either. She was shy and would probably tell him to stop, so he moved his hand between her thighs, before sliding into her shorts and moving the lace of her panties out of the way.
She looked at him with wide eyes just as he slid a finger inside her dripping wet core. They both let out a moan at the feeling. She was so wet; he couldn’t remember the last girl that was this wet. His mind was reeling at the thought that he had done this, that he had made her so wet with want. When Shea felt that his sweet Elli was bare, no hair in the way, just skin and wetness, he thought she was groaning, but nope, it was him. He slid his finger up to her nub, rubbing softly as her head fell back as a deep throaty moan left her lips. He moved his finger back down to her entrance and moved in and out of her, before moving back up to her clit, flicking it with his finger.
“I want you to come, Elli. Come for me, baby,” he encouraged in her ear as he nibbled softly on her earlobe. She let out a moan, moving against his hand as he moved in and out of her. He moved his finger back up to the nub and with just one more flick, Elli hit her orgasm with a strangled cry as her body shook.
They were breathing hard, the rise and fall of her chest touching his as she tried to catch her breath. God, she was hot. Watching her come had made him come like a damn 16 year old boy in his pants. He should have been embarrassed, but nope, not at all. With Elli cuddling up against him, a sexy little satisfied grin on her face, yeah, he couldn’t have cared less.
“Well, then,” she whispered, looking up at him, “that was amazing.”
“Damn right it was,” Shea all but groaned out. She smiled shyly, and nuzzled her nose in his neck, taking a deep breath.
“Thank you,” she whispered again. He smiled.
“Anytime baby, anytime.”
When the sun shone on Shea’s face, since he had forgotten to close the curtains the night before, he opened his eyes, taking in a deep breath as he stretched his arms above his head. Elli stirred beside him, but only to cuddle closer to him. He looked down at her. She was sleeping with her face cupped by her hand, looking too sweet for words. He smiled, moving her hair out of her face as he kissed her forehead. It felt so good having her beside him like this.
He hadn’t woken up with her beside him yet. The other times she had stayed over she had to rush off to the studio in the morning, so this was heaven in his mind. Especially with what they did early that morning. Then he remembered that he needed to take a shower.
He kissed her neck before climbing out of bed and going into the bathroom. He took his clothes off and jumped in, letting the jets hit him from every direction. As he washed, all he could think about was Elli’s little hot body last night, her screams, moans, everything.
Jesus, she was hot.
He couldn’t remember the last time he came in his pants after only fingering a female. It had to be ninth grade, with Ashley Ryan, a gorgeous red head, with puffy lips, yeah, had to be her. He shook his head with a grin on his face as he came out of the shower. While he brushed his teeth and shaved, he couldn’t wipe the shit eating grin he had on his face off.
He'd fingered Elli.
Oh, yeah.
Shea shook his head at himself. He sounded like a freaking teenager, so pathetic, he thought with a laugh as he came out of the bathroom.
“What are you laughin’ about?” Shea looked over at the bed; Elli was laying against the pillows, the blankets up to her chin with a grin on her face.
He shook his head, “Last night.”
“What’s so funny about last night?” her grin left, and was replaced with a nervous, shy look. He shook his head again, climbing onto the bed, covering her body with his.
