Page 14 of A Night With You

Or I'm on her.

She ends up with her legs wrapped around my waist, her back against the door, and her arms around my neck. I kiss her like I've been starved for her. She tastes sweet and moans softly, urging me on and kisses me back like she doesn't know the meaning of a good, small-town girl. It's the hottest kiss I've ever shared with anyone. I'm hard as a rock by the time she starts clawing at the buttons of my shirt.

I don’t have time to second guess the barely furnished place. Or what she’ll think of the boxes still sprawled out. Without the lights on, it’s dark anyway. We bump into a few boxes and find ourselves up against the wall before I can open the bedroom door.

I've never had anybody go after my clothes like that. Aubrey bites her lip and focuses hard on getting those buttons undone. She wants my clothes off.

I let her work on it while I shove open the door and carry her in, then put her on her knees on the bed and let her shove my shirt off me. I've never done anything as hot as strip Bree’s dress off over her head, revealing a lace bra and panty set that I want to take off with my teeth.

So I do, gently pushing her back and crawling between her legs to make my intentions known. She falls back onto my bed with a gasp. I hold the lace gently between my teeth so I don't rip it. Aubrey moans the whole time. I think she'd actually like it if I did rip a pair of panties off her, but it's our first night together. Everything's going to come out the other side in one piece, especially the lace.

We're naked inside of a minute, and she stretches herself out for me. All her curves are on display. I run my hands over every one of them. Her skin like fire under mine. Tease her nipples with the pad of my thumb. Taste them, too. I could spend hours kissing every inch of her body, but it's not long before I find my way to her hips, then between her legs.

Aubrey buries her hands in my hair and holds on while I suck and nibble and lick her with reckless abandon. Her nails dig into my shoulders as her back arches and I use her body to guide me. Her taste is sweet and with every clench and moan I know I’m close. It doesn’t take her long. Her thighs tremble around my head and I fucking love it. God, it's hot. She's hot.

“I need you,” she moans, tugging on my arms and I’ve never heard anything sexier. Her hair is laid out like a halo, her cheeks flushed and legs spread wide enough for me to be right where I’m wanted. And then I'm pushing in, and the words come out of my mouth without any thought or control.

"Oh, fuck, Bree, you're so tight. I just-I want--"

She kisses me in the middle of me pushing into her deeper and deeper and I can't say a damn thing.

Not that I need to say anything. She feels like fucking heaven. I pick up my pace and love how she throws her head back. I love how she grips onto me, and calls out my name as she gets closer and closer.

I fuck her like she’s mine.

It's perfect. Every second of her in my bed is perfect. And just as I'm about to come, she pushes at my shoulders until I roll over. Bree rides it out on top of me, her hands planted on my chest, staring down into my eyes and my heart stutters. Just as she gets close, she slows and I can’t have that. I reach up, kissing her and molding her lips to mine and roll her back over to help her find her release. I fuck her harder and faster, kissing her while she cries out my name as she finds her release with me.

As our breathing levels out, and our warm breath mingles, I slowly come back down to reality.

We didn't bother to turn any lights on, but there's a streetlight not far from my window, and her eyes sparkle in the dim light.

I rest my hands on her waist and she tucks herself into my side.

"I don't want to screw this up," I admit as I pull her close and drop a kiss to her temple.

I can feel her smiling. "I could cut to the chase for you?"

Fuck, she's stunning. Confident and beautiful and everything I've ever wanted.

I let out a huff of a laugh and reply, "I'd appreciate that."

"Okay." Aubrey pulls the sheets up to her chest "I want a relationship that's easy. I have a very small checklist. No pressure, just commitment that you aren't..." She takes a deep breath and looks at the ceiling, swallows and then looks back to me.

I push myself up on one elbow, staring down at her so she knows I’m serious. "I want a relationship...relationship. I want to settle down, I mean."

She smiles shyly at me and whispers, "I want that, too."

"I want to take my girl out on the town and when people stare, I want to wrap my arm around her waist and kiss her neck." I demonstrate, wrapping my arm around her waist and kissing her neck. "Right here."

"That feels good," she whispers.

"I want to be with my girl every night I can. Not just a fling but something real." There's no way in hell I'm letting her walk out of here now. Not when my skin still tingles from how good it felt to fuck her. But it's more than that, too. Kissing her gets me just as high. It all feels perfect with Aubrey. "And wake up with her in the morning."

"Are you talking about moving in?" she jokes.

"Well, not just yet. We can take it slow." No part of me actually wants to take it slow, but I want to do right by her. That's what matters most. "As long as we get where we want to go and it's the same place. But really I was just asking if you want to stay the night tonight."

She smiles this shy smile, "That sounds like a plan and yeah I think I would." Aubrey tips her face up and kisses me, and this time, there's no rush. It's as deep and hot as it was when we first got here, but we can take our time. Kissing her feels like sparks in my chest, like the embers of a fire.