end opposite him, he reaches out and gently grasps my wrist pulling me down beside him, causing my heart to start fluttering in my chest. His hand goes to my hair, pulling the holder out and letting my hair fall about my shoulders. Then his fingers gently run through my hair.
“So what happens after you graduate?” he asks while looking straight in my eyes.
“I’m not sure yet. I could teach art or try the sell my work.” I shrug because I have no idea what I want to do yet.
“Have you ever showed your work?”
“I will be this summer. I’m going to an art show in Tennessee.”
“Sounds like fun,” He replies.
His body tenses just enough for me to notice, and then his hand tightens in my hair, slightly tugging it. I have to take a deep breath just to hold in the groan that wants to come out.
“You could go with me, if you want.”
“Maybe.”
Well that’s better than a no.
That was also the end of our conversation. Spencer used his grip in my hair to turn my head to face him. Our mouths meet and it wasn’t a sweet “hi, nice to meet you” kiss. It was a “I want you naked now” kinda kiss. Before I know what hit me, I’m straddling his waist with my hands on each side of his head.
He doesn’t release my hair as he devours my mouth. His other hand is running down my back to my hip and back up. We kiss for what feels like hours and I’m crazy with desire. His hand slips under the waist band of my pants and grip one bare butt cheek. Spencer groans and then his mouth leaves mine and my head is pulled back exposing my neck to him.
Spencer runs his tongue down my throat to my collar bone. He pulls my lower body closer to his connecting our centers together, and now it’s me that’s groaning. I press closer to him and began to rock my hips against him. He squeezes my ass hard again, before taking his hand to push up my shirt and expose my breasts to him. He fondles one breast in his hand while taking the nipple of the other in his mouth. I’m about to come just from this.
“Spencer,” I pant out his name, my breath is heaving in and out of my lungs. I’m surprised I got that much out.
“Yeah?” He says against my breast as he runs his tongue around my nipple.
“More.”
That’s it, that’s all I can say. I feel so needy and know he’s the only one that can put out this fire he’s started. I let go of his head and start tugging at his shirt, I want to feel his skin against mine. He releases me long enough to get it over his head. We probably shouldn’t be doing this yet, but damn, I can’t seem to stop. I want more; I need more. I stand up to kick off my shoes and push my yoga pants down, leaving me in nothing but my thong. Spencer stands up in front of me looking down, his eyes searching mine. I guess whatever he found there was enough for him. He kisses me hard and deep and the next thing I know I’m hoisted over his shoulder and he’s moving, hopefully heading toward his bedroom.
I run my hands down his naked back into the waist band of his jeans, before I reach my destination. Suddenly, he’s moving me off his shoulder and onto the bed. On my knees facing him, I reach for the button on his jeans and push them down. He kicks them off as he begins pulling my thong down around my hips and pushes me back, pulling them down my legs. He then opens his bedside drawer and pulls out a condom before he comes down over me.
I reach for the hand the foil package is in and take it from him. I’m not giving him time to have second thoughts and I hope he doesn’t regret this tomorrow. Tearing the foil packet open I reach down to cover his very impressive and hard cock with it, while latching my mouth back to his. As soon as my hands release him, I begin running my fingernails over his back. Spencer thrusts hard into me, taking my breath away as he fills me completely. Arching my back off the bed, my chest presses against his and we move together fast and hard, each thrust releasing more