over my head and on the floor as his hands slip over my bra strap to unclasp it.
I should stop him. This can't be sane .
Instead, I jerk him tighter to me, bringing his lips back to mine as my chest becomes bare. I hear the clap of my bra slapping the floor, and then I feel him lifting me from the counter and carrying me toward the bedroom.
I gasp when my back hits the bed, and then his lips start trailing down my neck, heating me to my core. I suck in a breath when his hot, wet breath finds my nipple to send tingling shots of excitement shooting through me.
I grip his head, bringing him closer as he starts unbuttoning my pants.
"Alyssa, I can slow down," he murmurs while letting his lips travel to my other breast to give it some attention.
"Please don't."
His ravaging motions pick up, and I tug his shirt over his head to reveal a body I only thought I was prepared to see.
"Oh damn," I breathe, and he smiles salaciously as he finishes unclasping my pants.
"I should be the one saying that. You're fucking ridiculous," he murmurs while his lips find the hollow of my neck.
His hands push down the open pants, and his fingers slide down to find the slick telltale proof of my arousal.
A deep moan exudes from the back of his throat, and I keep my eyes closed to prevent him from seeing the rolodex of crazy shades my eyes are flooding through right now.
"Damn, you're so wet," he murmurs, only making me want him inside me all the more.
I start undoing his belt, and he rips my pants free while I struggle. I can't look. I know my eyes are in hyper-drive right now, and he'd freak the hell out if he saw them.
Then I feel his bare body between mine - apparently he decided to help me out. His erection brushes up against my leg as his lips find the center of my breastbone, and my whole body arches as my panties become drenched from his touch.
His lips slide back up to meet mine, dragging out the suspense. All I can think about is getting him inside me, and I just learned his last name. I met him yesterday. This is crazy.
"Kane," I exhale with my heavy breath, making his moans louder as his erection presses against me through my underwear.
I've never wanted anyone so badly in all my life, and I barely even know him.
Someone pounds on my door, interrupting our crazy hot moment, and he leaps up from the bed to grab his pants.
"Are you expecting anyone?" he breathlessly releases.
"No. Don't answer it," I grumble, knowing damn well Frankie is here to douse our fire.
He drops back down to me, even though now his jeans have been pulled back up. He falls between my legs, and his mouth begins owning mine once again.
"Kane," a guys voice yells through the door.
"Shit," Kane gripes as he stands up again. "I'm so sorry."
"Who is it?" I murmur with a bit of a frazzled tone while covering up with my sheet.
"It's Deke, one of my roommates. I'll be right back."
I watch as he quickly buttons his pants, and then he pulls his shirt on while rushing out the door.
How did he know where I live?
"What the hell, man?" I hear Kane gripe.
"Sorry, it's Amy. She's kind of... gone. I think she got upset about you going off with this chick. We need to find her before-"
"Fine. Fuck," Kane interrupts. "Just give me a second."
Amy? The chick who's obviously in love with him?
I hear him rushing back through, and suddenly I feel incredibly stupid for having allowed myself to be with him. I should have known he had a damn girlfriend.
"Hey," he murmurs as he walks back into the room. "Something came up, and I have to go. I'm really, really sorry, but can I see you tomorrow?"
He walks over to the bed and takes a seat on the edge as I cling to the covers.
"Um, I don't know. Just call me, and I'll see what I've got going on."
He looks at me sideways, as if he's trying to see through me.
"Alyssa, I swear this is the last thing I want to do right now, but I have to. Will you please see me tomorrow...
I should stop him. This can't be sane .
Instead, I jerk him tighter to me, bringing his lips back to mine as my chest becomes bare. I hear the clap of my bra slapping the floor, and then I feel him lifting me from the counter and carrying me toward the bedroom.
I gasp when my back hits the bed, and then his lips start trailing down my neck, heating me to my core. I suck in a breath when his hot, wet breath finds my nipple to send tingling shots of excitement shooting through me.
I grip his head, bringing him closer as he starts unbuttoning my pants.
"Alyssa, I can slow down," he murmurs while letting his lips travel to my other breast to give it some attention.
"Please don't."
His ravaging motions pick up, and I tug his shirt over his head to reveal a body I only thought I was prepared to see.
"Oh damn," I breathe, and he smiles salaciously as he finishes unclasping my pants.
"I should be the one saying that. You're fucking ridiculous," he murmurs while his lips find the hollow of my neck.
His hands push down the open pants, and his fingers slide down to find the slick telltale proof of my arousal.
A deep moan exudes from the back of his throat, and I keep my eyes closed to prevent him from seeing the rolodex of crazy shades my eyes are flooding through right now.
"Damn, you're so wet," he murmurs, only making me want him inside me all the more.
I start undoing his belt, and he rips my pants free while I struggle. I can't look. I know my eyes are in hyper-drive right now, and he'd freak the hell out if he saw them.
Then I feel his bare body between mine - apparently he decided to help me out. His erection brushes up against my leg as his lips find the center of my breastbone, and my whole body arches as my panties become drenched from his touch.
His lips slide back up to meet mine, dragging out the suspense. All I can think about is getting him inside me, and I just learned his last name. I met him yesterday. This is crazy.
"Kane," I exhale with my heavy breath, making his moans louder as his erection presses against me through my underwear.
I've never wanted anyone so badly in all my life, and I barely even know him.
Someone pounds on my door, interrupting our crazy hot moment, and he leaps up from the bed to grab his pants.
"Are you expecting anyone?" he breathlessly releases.
"No. Don't answer it," I grumble, knowing damn well Frankie is here to douse our fire.
He drops back down to me, even though now his jeans have been pulled back up. He falls between my legs, and his mouth begins owning mine once again.
"Kane," a guys voice yells through the door.
"Shit," Kane gripes as he stands up again. "I'm so sorry."
"Who is it?" I murmur with a bit of a frazzled tone while covering up with my sheet.
"It's Deke, one of my roommates. I'll be right back."
I watch as he quickly buttons his pants, and then he pulls his shirt on while rushing out the door.
How did he know where I live?
"What the hell, man?" I hear Kane gripe.
"Sorry, it's Amy. She's kind of... gone. I think she got upset about you going off with this chick. We need to find her before-"
"Fine. Fuck," Kane interrupts. "Just give me a second."
Amy? The chick who's obviously in love with him?
I hear him rushing back through, and suddenly I feel incredibly stupid for having allowed myself to be with him. I should have known he had a damn girlfriend.
"Hey," he murmurs as he walks back into the room. "Something came up, and I have to go. I'm really, really sorry, but can I see you tomorrow?"
He walks over to the bed and takes a seat on the edge as I cling to the covers.
"Um, I don't know. Just call me, and I'll see what I've got going on."
He looks at me sideways, as if he's trying to see through me.
"Alyssa, I swear this is the last thing I want to do right now, but I have to. Will you please see me tomorrow...
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