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“Oh, it was good,” she said, but if I wasn’t mistaken, it sounded a little forced.
“That’s good.”
Silence hung between us for a moment.
“He’s…”
“He’s what?”
Her head shifted until she was looking me in the eyes. “Never mind.”
The way she was looking at me had to be a figment of my imagination. Because what I saw in that moment was pure, unadulterated desire burning in the depths of those gorgeous baby blues. I could feel the heat building between us, the passion that I hadn’t been able to deny from day one. And if I was right, the way she was staring at me right now was the green light to finally make a move.
In one swift move, I slid my lips over hers, devouring those beautiful lips as I wrapped my arm around her back and pulled her against me. She moaned into my mouth, shooting desire straight to the little general. I rocked my hips against hers, and to my surprise, she ground her pelvis against mine.
It wasn’t a dream. She wanted me just as much as I wanted her. I tore her shirt up, tearing my lips from hers only long enough to tear the flimsy shirt over her head. But the moment I did, I couldn’t stop staring at her beautiful breasts. How had I not noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra when she came here tonight?
My hand slid up to cup the full weight of her breast and my thumb involuntarily ran over her peaked nipple. She shuddered in my arms, moaning as her own hand slid down my pants and gripped my raging erection.
“Dash,” she whispered.
God, this couldn’t be real. I groaned, then captured her mouth in mine, rocking my hips against her hand as she continued to stroke me through the fabric of my pants. I pinched her nipple in time with the rhythm of my hips jerking against her hand. I felt like a teenagerhaving sex for the first time, unable to stop myself from humping her for fear that I might not get my chance ever again.
But when she started to slide my pants over my hips, I knew this was my chance, and if I came before I was inside her, I would never forgive myself. I pulled her pants off and barely had my own pants down around my ankles before I spread her legs and nestled between them. My cock leaked in anticipation, waiting for me to finally give him what he’d desired for so long. Just another inch and I’d be?—
“Dash?”
I shook my head and stared at Laura, who was still looking at me. Only now, she was bright red and her eyes were filled with confusion. I didn’t understand what it was about until I realized my cock was jutting out against her hip. Fuck, I’d been fantasizing about her, lost in my own thoughts. That was really going to have to stop if I didn’t want to make a fool of myself and come all over her because my brain got lost in thoughts of being inside her.
I cleared my throat and laid back in bed. “Uh, yeah?”
“You went somewhere. Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” I croaked out, cursing myself for being such an idiot. “I was just thinking about work.”
“Oh. Okay.”
She stared at me for a moment, then rested her head against my shoulder. I took a deep breath and told the little general to stand down. Not that he was going to listen to me, but I had to try. As much as I wanted her in my bed, I was no longer sure I could take being this close to her but never get to have all of her. It was torture and the longer I put myself through this, the harder it would be on me in the end.
“What exactly are we watching again?”
Laura was snuggling in my chair with me, practically sitting in my lap as we watched some soap opera on TV.
“General Hospital.”
“I thought soap operas were only on during the week,” I said, immediately getting shushed by her.
“I’ve been recording them,” she said, shifting on my lap and making the general fight to stay hidden. “This is from a long time ago,” she said, shoving her hand into the bowl of popcorn that rested on my dick.
I squirmed slightly in the chair, trying to find a comfortable way to sit. If she was mine, I would be just fine with this. I would wrap my arm around her and play with her hair. It would be amazing. But she wasn’t mine, so there had to be a certain degree of separation so I didn’t mix up the boundary lines that were already so fucking blurred. I wasn’t sure what was up or down.
The front door opened and Brock strolled in, followed by Lee. She hadn’t been around the last few weeks, so it was a surprise to see her here. But she plopped down in the chair as if she lived here, and Brock didn’t seem to care at all. That was another fucked up relationship I didn’t understand.
“Hey,” Brock grinned, sitting on the arm of the chair by Lee. “It’sGeneral Hospital. My mom used to watch this all the time.”
“I know. It’s so good,” Laura grinned, wiggling her ass on me.
I squeezed my eyes shut for the fifth time in twenty minutes. I was about to throw her off me and storm upstairs just so I could jack off. Not that it would help because when I came back downstairs, she would still be here and still want to sit next to me. I couldn’t shake her if I wanted to.Not that I wanted to.I just didn’t want to walk around all the time with a painful erection.